#i've just had a rough day and could use some sweet boys

[cillianhead]

Maybe you could give us some Sub!Tommy? 🙏🏻

Hello lovie, of course! I've been thinking about this ask all day and I've been very excited to write it.

Enjoy! Disfrutar!

Ambrosia || Sub! Thomas Shelby x Reader

warnings: SMUT!!! sort of fluffy and loving, breastfeeding kink (is that a thing?), reader is lactating and tommy drinks her milk, unprotected p in v, praise kink, vulgar language, reader's breasts are described as somewhat large, mild breeding kink, very extremely light mommy kink, adult content.

18+ Minors DNI

"Need some lovin'." Tommy's gravelly voice, standing in the doorway, startling you from where you were standing over your son's cradle. You had just managed to put him to sleep, placing your finger over your lip and going Shh at Tommy before double checking your baby was asleep before waltzing over to your husband. He had a look in his eyes, one you had never quite seen before. "Please, mama."

"What is it, Tommy?" You reached up, massaging the back of his neck as you shut the nursery door behind you as gently as possible before leading him into your shared bedroom. He kissed you, needily. You could feel how desperate he was. Pulling away exasperated from the kiss. "What's wrong, Thomas? Tell me." You pushed him down lightly on the bed so he was sitting, straddling his hips and gently combing your fingers through his hair.

"Just stressed... I've missed you." He grunted, nuzzling his nose into your neck, placing his hands on your hips, the same ones who birthed his newest baby. "Need you to calm me down, love, need you to take care of me."

You just smiled sweetly at him, feeling him take in your scent. Tommy was a strong man, showing a rough exterior to the rest of the world but with you, he was soft and emotional. He smiled when he was with you. He let you see every vulnerable part of him. "Oh baby," You caressed his cheekbone. "I'll take care of you, my love."

He hummed as he placed a kiss on your neck, you sucked in a breath as you pulled your top over your head. The shirt was dirty anyway, throwing it onto the ground. The shirt had been stained by your leaky tits. "Can I?" Tommy asked, cupping your heavy tits in his hands, a little bit of milk dripped out. "Can I please have some?"

You nodded your head, letting out a low moan of both relief and pleasure as he sucked on your nipples, drinking your sweet milk. Tommy's eyes fluttered shut, groaning into your breasts, pleased with the feeling of your tit in his mouth. You just whimpered. "That's it, Tommy, such a good boy..." You moaned, grounding your cunt down on his thigh which he flexed. He switched to the other one, latching on perfectly as he rubbed his thumb on the other perky nipple. "F-Fuck... feels so good, baby." You could feel him smirk against you, milk dripping down his chin as he continued to drink, taking all he can get. You could feel his muscles relax beneath you, this was clearly calming for him and it was relieving for you, your swollen boobs were constantly sore these days, despite how much your son drank, your boobs would just keep filling up with more and more milk.

"Th-Thank you... thank you so much," Tommy pulled away with a satisfied smile, pupils blown wide with pleasure. His lips covered in milk, the white substance trickling down his chin as he reached up and wiped it across his mouth. "It's so fuckin' sweet, like nectar, think I could live off of it if you let me." He gave your tits a loving kiss.

"Oh Tommy..." You cooed, pushing him down onto the bed gently. You could tell he needed soft gentle love tonight, you could tell he needed you to take control for once. So you straddled his waist, running your hands lovingly down his already bare chest. Tommy just blushed as he kept his eyes on your swollen tits, still slightly leaking milk, he ran a thumb across them and licked the residue off of his fingertip. "Gonna make you feel better, okay? Gonna take care of my baby." You gave him sweet doe eyes as you pulled his trousers down, just enough so his achey cock was free. "Tell me how badly you need me, Tommy."

He bucked up into your clothed cunt, whining pathetically. "Need you so badly, please, Y/N..." Moaning as he watched you slip your underwear to the side, not quite putting himself inside you, instead grinding your glistening pussy on the head of his prick. You put on a little show for him, teasing him and smearing the precum across your folds. "Please! Fuckin' hell, please, need to be inside you at least, please, mama, please... let me have ya."

"Sound so pretty when you beg for me, Tommy," You said before sinking down on his cock, moaning at how deep he was inside you. He jerked underneath you, needing some kind of movement but you just remained still, smirking at his desperation. "Oh sweet baby, you want it that bad?" Leaning down and placing a warm kiss on his pretty mouth, the palms of your hand planted firmly down on his chest as you raised your hips up and then sunk back down on him. Your tongues tying together as he groaned into the kiss.

You lifted your body back up so you could ride him better. "Tell me how good I'm makin' you feel, Tommy..." You moaned as you ground your hips back and forth, throwing your head back at the feeling of his dick deep within you. "Maybe I'll give you another baby, is that what you want?"

"Y-Yes! Please..." His hands held firmly onto your hips. "You feel so good, feels incredible... so fucking wet." Tommy was whimpering each time you moved back and forth, it was so cute. "You looked so pretty..." He whined. "Looked so pretty when... when you were full of m'baby." Tommy's eyes rolled into the back of his head as you picked up your pace, trying his best to remain composed but fucking hell, the way your sweet pussy squeezed around him was enough to make him lose his mind.

"Doing so good for me, baby, good boy," You praised smugly, chasing your own pleasure as you continued to move up and down with him, your own hands slithered up your waist, teasing over your own nipples. Tommy watched you touch yourself through hooded eyes of pleasure, too fucked out to say anything else. God he should let you take control more often, he thought. "Gonna cum, want you to cum with me, alright? Can you do that for me?"

Tommy just nodded with watery eyes. You sank down on him with a cry as you came on him, his own seed shooting up into you, both writhing with pleasure. When you pulled off him, he let out a soft cry, hissing at the cold air of the room on his sensitive fucked out cock and you laid beside him, lovingly placing kisses along his jaw. and throat

"Tommy," You whispered, he limply turned his head towards you. "I love you. You're my everything. You did amazing, I'm so proud of you."

"Mmmm," He hummed, eyes heavy with sleep. "Love you... love you so much." Tommy reached out his hand to grab you by the waist before popping your tit back into his mouth again, sipping your sweet sweet ambrosia.

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<3 (sorry if there any mistakes, i wrote this sort of half asleep myself.)

[w2soneshots]

Confess -W2S

words: 1.1k+

warnings: angst, alcohol consumption, hospital, injury, car accident, worrying.

summary: when you fall in love with your best friend you struggle to keep your feelings at bay then Harry gets into an accident and it changes everything.

notes: hello my loves! Here is the request🫶🏼. This is like nothing I’ve ever written before so I hope you enjoy🤭💓

Tonight I'm going to a club with the boys and the side girls for a night out. It was Freya's last minute idea since we haven't been with each other as a group in so long. I was slightly nervous since I knew Harry was going to be there. I've had a crush on him since last year. There wasn't a specific moment that I realised but when I found myself constantly thinking about him and his big blue eyes I knew there was a problem.

I tried to convince myself that I didn't like him but eventually I accepted that I had a crush on one of my best friends. We've grown apart the past year due to me not wanting to be within two feet of him, worried that I'll do something I'll regret.

I invited Faith round to my apartment for pre drinks. Once she arrived I poured us both a drink and turned the music on. She helped me figure out what I was going to wear then after a few finishing touches we left. When we arrived outside of the club I took a deep breath. "You alright?" Faith asked with furrowed brows. "Mhm." I hummed then hopped out of the uber.

Thankfully Harry hadn't arrived yet so I got myself a drink. When I made my way back to the table I noticed that in the five minutes I'd been gone Harry and Freezy had arrived. It felt so weird to be nervous around him, we've been friends for so long and I've always felt so... safe when I'm with him. "Hey! y/n, how've you been?" Freezy asked. I smiled politely. "Great thanks." I sat down next to Talia.

After almost an hour of avoiding Harry I left to use the toilet. "Wait!" I turned around swiftly, just as I was about to open the bathroom door. Harry stood before me. I started to panic. I've never felt so strange in my life. Why do I feel like I'm going to explode. "I just- are you ok?" He asked. I looked to the floor. "I'm fine." I replied, swiftly pushing myself into the bathroom.

I took a deep breath once the door closed. "What the fuck is wrong with me?! I need fresh air." I thought. I made my way outside after freshening up and I let the cool air wash over my body. "I can't continue like this. I need to talk to Harry." I told myself. But first I need to get a little more drunk. When I returned to the table Talia began asking me where I'd been. I told her I wasn't feeling great so went to get some fresh air. She didn't look like she fully believed me but she let it go.

Later in the night once I was extremely drunk I decided it was time to talk to Harry. I took a deep breath then walked over to the bar where he stood next to Ethan. I tapped him gently on the shoulder. "Can I talk to you?" I asked him softly. He nodded quickly. I led him outside. "Ok so-" my words slowly cut out as he stepped towards me, so close I could smell the mixture of cologne and alcohol lingering on his body. "Can I kiss you y/n?" He asked. My breath hitched. I leaned closer. "Yes. Please." I whispered. Slowly his lips touched mine and everything finally felt complete.

After that night I didn't hear a word from him. I was upset but assumed that he didn't remember since we were so drunk or that he thought it was a mistake. But I couldn't stop thinking about that kiss. It was sweet but desperate. Slow yet fast. Soft yet rough. I tried desperately to forget and move on but I just couldn't.

Almost two weeks after that night I was headed to my car after a long day at work when I got a call from Freezy. "Hello?" I answered, confused. "y/n, hi. Um- Harry's in the hospital." He told me quickly. My eyes widened. "I- what- Is he ok?!" I frantically ran towards my car. "He's ok but he's asking for you." "Me?" I stopped as I opened the car door. "Yes. Are you on your way?" He asked. "Mhm. I'll be there in ten."

When I arrived outside of the hospital I quickly parked then practically jumped out of the car. I made my way towards the reception desk and gave Harry's name. The woman nodded politely then showed me to his room. "Just in there." She said sweetly. I smiled lightly. "Thank you." She walked away and I stared nervously at the closed door. I took a long, deep breath. "He's fine. Everything's fine." I attempted to silently reassure myself. Before I could contemplate any more I pushed the door open.

Harry sat on a hospital bed with a few machines hooked up to him and a large bruise on his forehead. My mouth dropped open. "Oh my fucking god! I thought Cal said you were fine!" I rushed towards him. "I am." He reassured quietly. "You're clearly not! What the fuck happened?" "I- I was hit by a car." He looked into my eyes. A look of complete shock graced my features. "Hit by a car?!" "Uh, yeah. It was only a bump but I fell and knocked my head on the pavement. I think I passed out, it's all kind of a blur." My eyes fluttered closed. "Why am I here Harry?" I asked, eyes still shut.

It was silent for a second before he finally spoke. "Because I- I realised that if I had been really hurt today I would've regretted not telling you that... that I- I love you y/n." My eyes shot open. "You what?" My voice came out much quieter than I expected. "I love you. I've loved you for years. And I haven't stopped thinking about you since that kiss." "You remember?" "How could I not?" He pushed himself from the hospital bed. "Why- why didn't you say anything? No call, no text, nothing." I stepped back. "Because I thought you didn't remember." He replied.

I sighed, looking down at my feet. "I love you too." I whispered, barely believing that I was saying those words out loud. A tear slipped down my cheek. I wasn't sure if it was because I was nervous, stressed or happy but I didn't have time to think before I felt two strong arms wrap around my figure. I burst into floods of tears as I clung onto him. "I was so worried." I squeaked out. "I'm sorry." He whispered. I pulled away slowly with a sniffle. "I'm glad you're okay." "Me too because if I wasn't I wouldn't be able to do this." He placed his hand on the top of my back as our lips connected for the second (but definitely not last) time.

[twistedwonderlandimaginesblog]

Heeeeeyyy so I've been reading some of the s/o HCs you've done. And I adore the domestic ones for Savanaclaw,especially Jack. Getting right to the point,and I hope this isn't weird in any way,I've been thinking about Jack and s/o (many years after their NRC days of course) having twin boys but one is a little bit small? I wouldn't want to use the word runty but simply,smaller than other wolf beastmen usually are. Just something sweet,something nice,even with that difference that is his kid and he knows he can accomplish just as much as any other kid

Jack Howl:

Jack had learned this lesson from Vil long ago, and likely in other parts of his life. Just because someone had a pretty exterior didn’t mean they lacked in toughness, and he felt the same about the size of his son. He had never treated them differently from the day his twins were born, playing rough with both of them, getting them involved in family activities (with proper safety precautions), never letting his son feel like he wasn’t part of the pack.

He can’t say he doesn’t worry about how others will think of him, but he hoped he could instill the lesson that others’ opinions don’t matter. He had never been one to go with the crowd and he remained as honest as he could, hoping to instill these lessons in his children but especially his son who might not visually meet the standards of other wolf beastmen.

If his son were to bring this to his attention, perhaps lamenting his size and wishing he was an actual mirror of his twin, Jack would be at a loss. Despite being slightly more in touch with his emotions he still struggled to think of a way to show his son that he was fine the way he was, that he was achieving the same things as others and that a size difference had never been holding him back. He did try to point out the things he had achieved on his own, the wins he’d gotten, adamant that he had never ‘let’ either of his sons have an easy win over him.

[miraculouslbcnreactions]

I feel like I owe Kim Possible a minor apology. In a recent post, I used Kim and Ron's romance as an example of how the love square should have been written. I've also talked about how Ron's the perfect example of a male comedy sidekick who is more than just a comedy sidekick because he's treated as Kim's perfect partner. I've probably mentioned Kim Possible other times, too, because it's such a good match for what Miraculous is trying to do.

Because I keep singing Kim Possible's praises I decided that I should rewatch the show to make sure that my nostalgia goggles weren't blinding me to some major flaw. So far, they weren't. If anything, I've been underselling the show. This is where we get to that apology I mentioned at the start.

Prior to this rewatch, I would have told you that Ron's importance wasn't really discussed until the later seasons because the first season of a formulaic kids show is almost always a testing grounds to see what works, so things can be a little rough. Plus Ron's importance isn't exactly something that you need to dive into early on when you've got a two person team. No one is questioning Ron's importance right out of the gate. He's there to be the comedy sidekick. No explanation needed.

Imagine my surprise when the plot of episode six is all about Kim and Ron getting into a fight about Ron excelling at their part time job while Kim kinda sucks, leading to Kim going to fight alone while Ron keeps working. Kim fails, Ron gets a call that she's in trouble, and:

Wade: Not important. Kim's in trouble. She found Drakken at inside giant Cheese Wheel but I lost contact. She needs help. Your help. Ned: Well, well, well. Looks like you've got a choice to make, Stoppable! What's more important? Your sacred duty as assistant manager or your role as goofy sidekick? Ron: Well, that's no choice at all. I guess it's time to say buenos noches, Bueno Nacho.

Dude doesn't even hesitate. Doesn't matter if they're fighting or if he's feeling underappreciated, Kim needs his help? He's there. Their fight can wait until after Kim is safe. This is why I love Ron. Total dork, but you can't ask for a better partner.

Ron's rescue attempt initially goes south, but instead of getting mad, we get this genuinely sweet moment:

Ron: Guess that wasn't much of a plan. Kim: Not as great as your Bueno Nacho bathroom-break chart. Ron: I gooned on assistant-manager power. You were right. Kim: I did resent your superior burrito technique. You're entitled to excel. Forgive me? Ron: Duh! Forgive me? Kim: Totally.

Boy do I love these two! Their friendship was so genuine right from the start. This whole episode is just oozing how much they care for each other, it's great!

After this moment, they save the day with Ron playing a big part in Kim's plan because right from season one, season one, the writers understood that Kim could never be shown to win when Ron wasn't around.

As you may have guessed from the cheese wheel line, the plot of this episode is pretty absurd even for Kim Possible. That's been the case for all of the early episodes, but I think that the plots are going to improve as the seasons go on because I remember the later seasons having much stronger plots. We'll see if that proves true. Even if the plots stay kinda weak, I've still gotta give full credit to the writers for their early character work. They really understood Kim and Ron's relationship right from the start, didn't they? And in a show like this, that's the most important element to get right.

Don't worry, I'm not going to flood your dash with Kim Possible love, I just had to take a moment to appreciate how good the character work was here. They really did want Ron to feel like more than Kim's goofy sidekick and they pulled it off while sticking to the show's absurd writing and formulaic structure. As Miraculous has shown, that isn't something that just naturally happens. It takes effort, so I had to take a moment to gush because I don't get to gush about good character work often while running this blog. I hope this also makes it clear that, when it comes to writing, I'm not looking for perfection. I'm just looking for a good time. So far, that's what this rewatch is giving me.

[kissingghouls]

hi ghouls! so sorry you've had such a rubbish weekend. i hope this week is much brighter for you 🫂💕

for the ~cute interactions~ prompts: maybe something with mary holding hands/playing with each other's fingers? my mary heart yearns for something soft 😭 sending you love 💕

oh boy. This one got away from me more than once and now I've got several Mary WIPs in the folder. more Goore '24 continues I suppose. @sakuraspoke - you can absolutely have some soft Mary my beloved. thank you so much for the kind words 🖤🖤🖤

2 a.m. - Mary Goore x gn!Reader

established relationship, he/they Mary, darlin & babe used for Reader. a little suggestive but no real warnings. just 850-ish words of fluff and kissin' div by @gothdaddyissues 🖤🖤🖤

It’s late when Mary quietly tiptoes into your apartment and moves through the shadows. They’re trying not to make any noise, taking slow but giant steps to avoid the creaking spots in the floorboards while balancing that ridiculously heavy guitar case. But your boyfriend—sweet as his is—has always been blessed with more charm than grace and it’s a good thing you weren’t really asleep anyway.

You stir from your spot on the sofa, lit by the soft glow of some gruesome true crime story playing on the television. The sudden movement startles them and sends them stumbling over their own feet in a comical display of flailing limbs. He lands with a loud thud as one of his boots flies across the room, the other still secured to his foot.

A sheepish smiles creeps across his face as he looks up at you from the floor. “I’m sorry, babe,” he whispers, trying desperately not to laugh at his own clumsiness. “I was trying not to wake you.”

“It’s ok,” you reply sleepily. I wasn’t sleeping.”

He nods and returns to the task of taking off his other shoe. “What’re you doing out here on the couch?”

“Just watching TV.”

He grins and shakes a few messy strands of hair away from his face. “Are you waiting up for me?”

You give a noncommittal shrug as he crawls on hands and knees, dragging himself the short distance across the floor to reach you. He comes to rest with a groan, leaning against the sofa as he stretches his legs as far as he can after a ridiculously busy day.

“Ugh, I’ve been standing for like, twelve hours.”

“Poor baby,” you hum and run a hand through their hair. There’s no teasing is your statement. You know Mary hates days like this. You hate days like this, hate seeing them so exhausted they’re literally crawling on the floor. “Wanna come sit with me?”

They shake their head. “Can’t move. Plus, I kinda smell disgusting darlin.”

“I kinda don’t care, Goore.”

“Your funeral,” he grunts as he stands.

He throws himself over you, wedging his skinny hips between your back and the sofa. His skin is slightly sticky with old sweat and fake blood, shirt still damp from playing in a bar where ventilation is more of a joke. Most of that cologne you like is covered by the thick smell of smoke and beer, but you couldn’t care less now that he’s home. As he drapes an arm around your middle, you lace your fingers with his.

“Better?” you ask.

Mary tightens his grip and buries his face in your hair, inhaling deeply. “Mmph, you smell nice.”

“Makes one of us.”

“Hey, I tried to warn you.  Not my fault you didn’t listen.”

Across the room, the narrator of a different program begins to talk about happier things while you lose yourself in the comfort of just being next to Mary. You run your fingertips over the thick calluses on his hands, appreciating every little piece of your boyfriend—the rough spots and the sweet spots and everything in between. It doesn’t matter how late it is or how dirty his clothes currently are. You live for the little moments like this, the times where you’re the only two people in the universe and the world outside your apartment no longer exists. You’d stay here forever if you could, but reality is cruel and one of you should probably be a realist.

He groans as you press your thumbs into his palm and start to massage away the aches he’s kept quiet for the last week at least.

“Fuuuuck,” he whines quietly. “I don’t deserve you.”

“I think you deserve the world, Mary Goore.”

They laugh lightly, breath tickling your ear. “I dunno, I might just start with a shower.”

“Fine,” you grumble. “Can you just stay here a little longer first?”

“I’m never going anywhere.”

“Promise?”

He pulls you closer, turning his hand over to lock his fingers with yours. “To our graves, darlin. Then I’m gonna haunt you.”

“That might be the most romantic thing you’ve ever said to me.”

“Hmm, romantic enough to get you to shower with me?”

“Yeah, I think you’ve earned it.”

“Heh. I mean it though, you know.”

“What? That you wanna take a shower together?” you tease.

“Well, yeah. But forever, I mean. You and me.”

“Mary,” you start quietly, voice shaking as you fight tears.

“I know, I know. Marshmallow Goore.”

“I love you.”

“Yeah?” they ask, and you can hear the smile in their voice.

A soft “mmhmm” is all you can manage as you nod.

“Good, because I really fuckin’ love you, darlin.”

You scramble to turn in his arms, lips crashing together in a clumsy and desperate effort to get even closer to each other. They bring their hands to your face as tongues clash and your legs begin to tangle in the ensuing rush. It’s hurried and heated, too excited to be anything else and too soul-bearingly honest for any more words. There’s barely space for breaths between each kiss, the two of you left dizzy and lightheaded all the way to your bathroom.

I just wanna add a thank you to everyone who's sent prompts & requests. I'm having fun learning how to make things in these shorter forms between my normally huge projects. I might properly open up requests in the future if anyone is interested?

[mysticmellowlove]

What is being high with yandere sub like? Hcs for that. Does he prefer to smoke or do edibles? Is he touchy? I imagine she isn’t dating him yet so he is alittle worried he’ll slip up.

Also I thought it would be funny if they were getting high and he thinks it’s her first time but she eats like three gummies and smokes half a joint and he’s like “should I do that too?” And she’s like “You will die if you try”

warnings; the good cush, sub yan, gn reader, dom reader, dose safely!

yan sub is the worst when he's high!

so clingy, he needs to be touching at least one part of you. If he's sitting in your lap? Even better.

sometimes he uses weed to just take the edge off and for that reason I see him as more of an edible user, oils maybe if he's feeling up to it. only ever really smokes joints when he's with friends

he likes the social aspect of it.

with you though he definitely wants to be smoking a joint, he gets an indirect kiss that way

i feel that when he's high he doesn't really care too much about how close he is to you, his real desires just seem to come out

he wouldn't go as far as to kiss you if you weren't together

but if you were he would be making out with you like crazy, he would enjoy you breathing the smoke into his mouth

he likes his sex to be pretty intense, he really needs to feel as if you're claiming and marking him so when he's high he just likes to cuddle

soft calming music, a joint or two or some edibles, mood lighting and a cozy blanket is his perfect idea of a late night session

"There's a good boy." You hummed as he took a drag without coughing. His head was on your lap as he passed the joint back to you so you could have some as well. He had a lazy grin on his face as his hand rested on your leg. He wasn't a newbie to smoking but he seemed to be in the wrong headspace to do so. He had been watching you closely ever since he had invited you over.

It would've been weird if he hadn't been trying to subtly get closer to you over the past few weeks. It was laughable actually, he obviously thought he was being sneaky.

"You're doing pretty good, better than I expected." He said as his hand reached out to caress your face. You hummed as he did, your eyes drifting over to the small packet of edibles that he had pulled out for the two of you. You popped another one into your mouth.

"What do you mean?" You questioned as you looked down at him, he wasn't ugly per se. A little roughed up around the edges but there was something about his expectant gaze. The blown out pupils that weren't just because he was high...

"You know, for someone who hasn't smoked before." He looked at you as he pulled himself from your lap. He let his arm dangle around yours as he leaned in impossibly closer. He had always been a little touchy but this seemed to be a little much, or at least it would've if you hadn't expected that there was another reason for him inviting you over.

"I've smoked plenty," You hummed as you let that calming feeling wash over you, dulling the worries of the day as you looked at him before popping another edible in your mouth. The heady taste of the weed mixed with the sweetness of the edible blended perfectly. He seemed to notice the amount you had taken from the small tray he had set up, his head cocking to the side as he looked over before looking back at you.

You grinned and winked at him as you let your hands rest on his hips. He seemed to still for a moment, his breath catching in his throat.

"I think there's a lot of things I'm more experienced in compared to you. How about I give you another example." You laughed as you looked at his wanton look, I mean really... what else could you possibly do with such a desperate looking boy?

[forever-rogue]

Okay so normally I’d do this off anon, but honestly I’m really hurt by it and just wanna submit something for your writing pleasure if you’d like to write something like it. So recently I was meant to meet up with someone that I thought was so different than other dudes I talked to and he just completely ghosted me. He used to wake me up with good morning beautiful messages and now I’m left with absolutely nothing. I was hoping you could make on where that happens but it’s like a mess up with the towers or something and then Eddie or Steve shows up with flowers and everything like days later when they realize the readers not gotten any of their messages. They explain it and show them how they didn’t go through and reader just throws themselves into their arms crying and saying that they didn’t think they were good enough for them but the boys just prove to them how amazing and wonderful they are.

AN | This would feel so terrible! Luckily, Eddie is not the type of guy to just ghost someone 🥰

Warnings | Mild Language

Pairing | Eddie x Fem!Reader

Word Count | 3.3k

Masterlist | Main, Eddie 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"You're doing it again," you looked up from your phone and found Alicia watching you with a knowing little smile. Your entire face flushed with warmth as you locked your phone and tucked it away, "mhmm, just like I thought."

"Shut up," you groaned, throwing her the middle finger as you walked to the kitchen. She might have been your best friend and your roommate, but damn. She read you too well sometimes, "mind your business."

"How am I supposed to mind my business when you're pining over some boy?" She sang the last word and you business yourself with making some tea, "a certain boy that calls you princess and beautiful and angel. Now that's like romance novel level shit."

"I…no, ugh. Stop," you pleaded with her, trying to hide the fact that you were grinning widely and flushed like crazy, "he doesn't do that."

"I've seen the texts," she tutted and you hid your face behind your hands, "its alright, babe! I think it's really sweet actually. He's totally into you."

"Maybe," you sighed softly, "but I do like him a lot. He's really sweet."

"Are you going to see him again?" Yeah, you sure hoped you would. The first date with Eddie had been nothing short of magical. You didn't believe in love at first sight or anything of the sort…but Eddie definitely had you questioning that. And that was scary in and of itself, "I feel like you need to. I'm personally invested."

"I will," you promised, tummy swirling with butterflies. The mere thought of seeing his pretty face again made your heart flutter, "I want to see him again. Alicia, ugh, I really like him already."

"So romantic," she agreed as you put a little honey in your tea. You stirred it thoughtfully before taking a long, slow sip. You hoped the tea and its magical powers would cause your head to remain straight and your thinking in order. Before you could say anything else your phone lit up with an incoming FaceTime call, "speak of the devil."

Your heart started to pitter patter excitedly as you contemplated whether or not to answer it. Obviously you wanted but you didn't want to seem too desperate. You looked at Alicia and she just pushed the phone towards you. 

With a groan you grabbed your tea and phone and rushed to your room, accidentally slamming the door behind you.

"Sorry!" You called out before taking a moment to catch your breath before answering the call. Your heart almost stopped when you saw his pretty face beaming at you through the screen, "hi."

"Hey pretty girl," oh no. His voice was soft and smooth like honey and velvet. He was definitely going to be the death of you, "how're you?"

"Hi handsome," you set the tea down and flopped onto your bed, trying to act calm and casual, "I'm alright! Just got home a little bit ago. Work was…rough. Just one of those days I guess. How are you?"

"Ahh, you know, same old, same old. Got some pretty rad ideas for DnD for the next time the kids are in town," he waved his hand around, causing you to giggle. He was always so expressive, and it was a quality you enjoyed about him, "but my day is much better now that I've gotten to see your pretty face."

"Stop," you buried your face into your pillows, groaning loudly as Eddie laughed. He loved getting you all flustered and shy, "you're being gross and mushy!"

"I'm only being honest," when you allowed yourself to look back at your phone you found him smiling softly, "I've got a question for you, if I may."

"Of course…"

"Will you," he paused for dramatic effect, leaning in closer, "go on another date with me? Maybe this Saturday if it's not too crazy of an ask?"

"Yes!" Your answer was given without hesitation, so excited that it caught both of you off guard. Eddie's cheeks pinked as you gnawed on your bottom lip, "I mean.. yeah, that'd be cool. Totally works for me. I'm so cool and calm about all of this."

"Such a little dork," he leaned back, stretching and taking a moment to collect himself. He didn't want to seem too desperate, and the fact that you were so eager made him feel so good. He'd never had someone make him feel this way before; but he'd known from the start that you were special, "I like it - you."

"Me too," you promised softly, "what did you have in mind?"

"Let me surprise you," he suggested and your curiosity parked up, "I'll pick you up and we can go on an adventure. Whaddaya say?"

"Sounds like you've got yourself a date," the two of you exchanged shy smiles, the anticipation buzzing between the two of you, "now, tell me about these DnD ideas!"

Eddie was so easy to listen to and got so excited that it made you excited. You didn't really understand much of what he was saying, but you still enjoyed listening to him talk about his passions.

This was going to be a problem. You really liked Eddie Munson. It was almost scary how fast and easily it all happened. 

Just like that. 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

You had a couple of days before you were going out with Eddie again and you'd been buzzing with energy the whole time. You were so excited to see him again. You'd only known him for a little over a month but it felt like you'd known him forever. Everything came so easily with him, so naturally. It was like your heart had been waiting for something all this time and you'd finally found that in Eddie.

And it all felt so great. 

Until it didn't. 

It was Wednesday morning, and when you checked your phone after you got up, you didn't have anything from Eddie. Which was odd considering you'd woken up to good morning texts from him for the last month. You tried to push down your disappointment and figured that maybe he was just really busy. He wouldn't ignore you purposefully. 

You went about your morning routine and headed out to work, still without having heard from Eddie. By the time you went to grab lunch, you decided to text him. You'd been getting nervous and wanted to make sure he was alright. It was so strange not to hear from him at all, especially when you'd grown so used to talking to him throughout the day. 

Unfortunately your text went unanswered. By the time you got home, you were both worried and mildly annoyed. He could have spared you at least a quick text or something.

"What's got you so upset?" Alicia clocked your mood as soon as she walked in the door. You were leaning against the kitchen counter, clutching a glass of wine as you stared off in thought. You thought you were hiding your dour attitude a little better than that. Apparently you were very wrong.

"Nothing," you drained the rest of your glass and shrugged your shoulders. Alicia grabbed the glass and set it onto the counter, raising an eyebrow at you, "fine. Eddie hasn't texted me all day."

"What?" Her mouth formed a small o in surprise as you nodded, feeling pathetic, "how…why. That doesn't make sense! He's practically in love with you."

"Okay, that's dramatic but yeah," you let out a long, heavy sigh, "its just weird. He's not normally radio silent. He says something at least but I haven't heard a thing today. I hope nothing is wrong and he's okay."

“Let’s not go to that extreme either,” she gently nudged your side, “I’m sure everything’s fine. Maybe he forgot to hit send on his text or he’s just really busy. You’ll have a good night or good morning text tomorrow for sure.”

“I hope so,” you grabbed the bottle of wine and poured the last of it into your glass. Drinking wasn’t the answer, but it did cut through some of your nerves, “I don’t think he’s the type to just suddenly ghost me, but I guess nothing these days is that surprising.”

“He wouldn’t,” she promised softly, “and if he did, we’ll track him down and make him suffer. I got you, babe.”

“Thanks,” you couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up and escaped your lips. You were willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. You just hoped he wouldn’t disappoint you. 

You contemplated sending him a good night text night, going back and forth on it for way too long before deciding fuck it. You highly doubted that you would come off as clingy and even if you did, you didn’t care. After over a month and a half of constantly talking, this was such a strange change of pace. 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The next morning your texts remained unanswered and there was nothing new. The only notifications you had were the usual ones from your friends. You weren’t sure if you should be annoyed or worried. Your second date was supposed to be the following day but at this point you weren’t so sure that was going to happen. 

In a spur of the moment decision, you decided to try and call him. But as soon as you hit the green button to call him, the call went straight to voicemail. Alright…so more than likely his phone was dead. That wasn’t so strange, right? Eddie was a self-confessed scatterbrain so he’d probably neglected to charge his point the night before. You hadn’t left a voicemail, instead shooting him a text to find later asking if he was okay. 

All you could now was wait…and hope that you heard something from him. You had been so sure and convinced that Eddie was one of the good ones and hated the idea that you had been wrong all this time. 

But as the time wore on, your phone remained drier than the sahara. You hated that every time you received any sort of notification you scrambled to grab your phone, hanging onto the last bits of hope that you were going to hear from Eddie. Your abysmal hopes were crushed by the end of the night as you crawled into bed and went to sleep. You didn’t bother to try and reach out to him again. 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Saturday rolled around and you felt absolutely crushed. You were supposed to have your second date with Eddie that evening but didn’t even hold out any hope for it considering that he’d been mia for over two days now. The outfit you’d picked for your date tonight was hanging against your closet door, taunting you. You’d thrown it together as soon as you’d ended your last facetime call with Eddie.

With a heavy heart you pulled off the back of the door and set the hanger back among your other clothes. You’d decided to busy yourself with doing some of the chores around the apartment that you’d been putting off including going through and organizing your makeup and closet. Anything to keep your mind off the fact that you’d been ghosted, stood up, whatever you wanted to call it. 

Alicia worked this weekend, so at least you had the place to yourself to wallow around and be sad in peace. Despite the fact that you’d basically been dodging her as much as possible, she knew what was up; she was your best friend after all. She’d already started planning a girls’ date night for a few days from now when she was off to surprise you and hopefully cheer you up. She was such a kind spirit and you loved her a lot.

You decided to text Eddie one more time, probably a desperate attempt. You wanted to see if he was at least willing to give you some sort of explanation for his sudden disappearance. You felt like you were owed that much at the very least, right? After all those sweet words and plans you were left with nothing. A small part of you was still worried that something had happened to him, but it was unlikely that something that bad had happened. 

You spent the day working yourself to the bone before taking a hot shower and calling it a night early. At least if you were sleeping your thoughts wouldn’t keep wandering everywhere. 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Sunday came and you were up bright and early. Your body really didn’t want you to get any extra rest despite it being the weekend. You stared at the ceiling for a while before getting up to start getting around to doing things. You felt so pathetic being so hung up over a boy but you know, the heart wants what it wants or whatever that expression was. 

You’d taken the time to make some breakfast and coffee and sat at the kitchen counter, scrolling through your social media feeds as you ate. It was a random knocking on the door that caused you to startle. You set down your coffee as you slid off the stool with a grumble as you walked to the door. You didn’t even bother to see who was at the door before cracking it open. 

“Yes?” you asked, brushing some of your wild bed head out of the face.

“Hiya,” you knew that voice. You knew that voice. You looked up and there was Eddie Munson standing in front of you, pink cheeks and a boutique of your favorite flowers in one hand. He held up his hand in a weak little wave as you opened and closed your mouth like a fish out of water.

“Hi?” you asked as he scratched at the back of his neck awkwardly, “Eddie, what are you doing here?”

 “Umm, well, I hadn’t heard from you in a few days so I figured I’d come say hi,” he sounded so nervous as confusion marred your face, “that sounds so pathetic and I feel like some weird stalker. It was just that we’d agreed on a second date and then I hadn’t heard from you and it just felt off. I thought we’d been getting along so well and I, umm, I…I really like you. I also just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“What are you talking about?” you weren’t totally tracking what he was saying but he seemed so genuine and sincere, “Eddie, I haven’t gotten any texts or anything in days from you.”

“What are you talking about?” he was shaking his head, a few curls falling out of his messy bun, “i’ve been texting you and everything.”

He looked so crestfallen at your words that it did make your heart stumble for a few beats. But then you remembered the upset you had gone through the last couple of days and you shook your head. The tension flowing between the two of you was palpable, “that’s such a bullshit story, Eddie. Did you come here because you got bored or something?”

“I mean it,” in his haste to show that he wasn’t lying, he almost shoved the flowers into your hands as he reached into his back pocket to pull out his phone. He fumbled around for a moment, hands shaking with nerves as he tried to pull up the messages that he’d been sending to you…allegedly. Eventually he pulled up your message string and turned his phone around to show you everything.

You made a small sound of surprise when you saw a slew of texts that he had sent to over the last few days. For whatever reason your texts hadn't gone through to him….just as his hadn’t sent to you. You Sighed heavily, letting out a breath of exasperation as you shook your head. You blinked back a few tears as he let out a nervous laugh, “Eddie…”

“I don’t know what happened,” he said softly, “but umm, I didn’t want you to think that I just ignored you and I wanted to make sure nothing happened. It just was weird not hearing from you again. You can look through my phone i-if you want. I’m not talking to anyone else or anything, only you.”

“I don’t know what happened,” you set the flowers down gently on the granite countertop before taking his hand and pulling him into the apartment. You closed the door and handed him back his phone before grabbing your own and showing him the same thing on your end. You watched his eyes widen in surprise, “but I was worried about you too.”

“Yeah?” his big brown eyes lit up with excitement as you nodded, “umm, I can go if you’d like. I’m not sure where to go from here or even if you’d still want to-”

You knew he was a nervous rambler, it had been one of the first endearing qualities you’d noticed about him. But this time, you cut him off by taking his face in your hands and kissing him. That seemed to shut him up immediately and his hands found your waist as he pulled you closer to him. Neither of you wanted to let go, only pulling apart when you both needed a breath of air. 

“Umm, does that mean you don’t want me to go?” his cheeks were a dark pink and you couldn’t help the giggle that bubbled up and escaped your lips. You put your hand on his face and gently brushed your thumb over his cheek. 

“I don’t want you to go,” you confirmed softly. Relief flooded throughout your body and all the worry and anxiety you’d been experiencing were slowly leaving. You hadn’t been imagining that Eddie really liked you - he did. He did. 

“Cool,” he gnawed on the inside of his cheek for a moment, “I don’t want to go either. I was hoping you hadn’t totally decided you didn’t want anything to do with me anymore. ‘Cause I kinda really like you already.”

“I kinda really like you too,” you promised, the two of you exchanging shy smiles and nervous chuckles. You didn’t know why your texts hadn’t gone through to him and vice versa but it really didn’t matter. You were just thankful, among many other things, that he had cared enough to come and find you. Eddie Munson really hadn’t turned out to be one of those guys, “thank you for coming, and the flowers. That was really sweet of you.”

“Of course,” he smiled softly, “I know this is short notice but would you want to go out with me today? We can still do what I had planned for last night.”

“Right now?” you grew excited as you rocked back and forth on your heels.

“Right now,” he confirmed as you nodded, “but I can let you change first. I mean, you look gorgeous even in pajamas, but you might want some real shoes at least.” 

“Oh,” you just realized that you were still in sleep shorts and a tank top with messy hair, “oh. Yeah, changing might be a good idea first. But then I’d love you to go out with you, Eddie.”

“Rad,” he whispered more to himself than anything else, “one more thing since I hadn’t been able to say it in a few days - good morning, sweetheart.”

“Good morning handsome,” you leaned up and pressed a kiss to his lips, “I’m so glad you’re here.”

“Me too,” he stole another kiss from you, “me too.”

[ghostiiess]

[NSB HEADCANONS] - when they do a prank on youtube and call you clingy and actually hurt you

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pov: (this headcanon is long!!) filming a youtube prank for their channel and calling you clingy, the boys didnt know you were going to be angry and upset after these words. the truth is, you had a rough day and all you wanted to do is spend time with them..

warnings: keeping emotions, a bit of angst at the beginning, being called clingy/needy, being laughed at, being tired from school, i think that's all? let me know if there's more!

type: a bit angsty at the beginning when the guy say you're being clingy/needy and all, but otherwise it's pretty much comfort with an happy ending at the end!!

member: all of them!

!! note: i don't think the boys would ever do this, they're all really sweet and caring. so please, do not take this too seriously! :) !!

this one was requested! thank you!! i'm so sorry it took so long!! i've been super busy with my finals exams and i was super stressed- also, i changed social media / situation for each members (some do not have social media's prompt) depending the one they were using the most/ fitted them the most!

likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated :)

oliver:

he woud be gaming with the boys

probably playing smash or something like that

and you just finished a bunch of rough days :/ you were super busy with college stuff and all the studies you had

and of course, you didn't want to tell oli

he was already a bit stressed and working super hard over his music and the videos for the nsb channel

you didn't want to make him more tired and stressed then he already was :(

(the rest of oli's hc and the members' under the cut!!)

to say the truth, all you wanted to do was hearing your boyfriend's voice

so you called him in hope to hear his soft voice

when he heard your call, he sighed

he continued playing like he didn't hear the ringtone.. to which the members were pretty surprised about it..

usually, he's picking up the phone super quick when it comes to you..

so why wasn't he taking his phone?

"your girl is calling you, bro" ryan said while continuing to play

"i know" oliver replied while gaming with his best friends

"did you guys had a fight or smth?" sebastian asked while looking at him "usually, you pick up your phone super quick when it comes to her.."

the oldest moy brother in the group sighed

"yeah, but.. i want to finish beating up regie! i'm this close to have this win!"

a new ringtone could be hear in the room

oliver moy sighed again and gave his joypad to one of the members

he quickly walked of the room while taking his phone

"i'll be right back"

oli walked out of the room and sighed while accepting the call

"hey y/n" oliver said

"hey oli! how are you?" you said

"i'm good, how are you my love?" he said smiling, happy to hear your voice

"i'm tired" you said while sighting

oliver laughed "but you don't seem to be tired of me, huh?"

you laughed a little bit

"what do you mean by that?"

oliver played with his hair anxiously

"i mean.. you always call me and text me.."

you sighed enough for him to hear it

"oh yeah..?"

"yeah"

you sighed again

"y/n, baby, i love you, but please don't say you didn't notice the numbers of call and texts you gave me for the last past weeks.."

"i mean.. can't i call you and texts you?" you asked while yawning from your exhausting day

he sighed

"yes.. i'm not saying you can't, it's just.. you're being clingy a bit.. you're not usually like that.. that's all"

you sighed and felt a pain in your throat

"what do you mean i'm clingy? i'm just asking if we can see each other soon. i just miss you, that's all.."

oliver moy sighed

"you're always asking that, y/n! it's just.. i love you, i really do love you, but.. no need to call me everyday or texts me if i'm being okay and if we can hang out.."

you started to feel tears in your eyes

"fine, i'm sorry then" you said with your voice breaking, making oliver understand he hurt you

"baby, wait, i didn't want to-"

and you hang up

you were just tired of always studying, revising, going to college and still not be able to relax at home. you had work to do nonstop and everytime you thought you were done, your teachers gave you more and more homeworks and studies to do

you just wanted to hang out with your boyfriend to feel more relax, pass time with him and receive his hugs that always made you feel better

and still, you couldn't even have that

you started tearing up until you heard a knock on your door

you knew it was him.

you texted oliver and sighed

"what do you want?"

"i just want to talk, okay? please, i hate when i see or hear you crying. as soon as we're done talking, i'll leave you alone if you wan to, i promise. i just want to talk. i'm really sorry, y/n."

"fine"

you opened the door and immediatly felt two pairs or arms around you and his head on yours

"i'm really sorry, y/n. i really am. i didn't know it was going to make you cry. if i would have known, i wouldn't have do this. i hate seeing you sad, even more when i'm the cause of your tear on your face.."

he hugged you tighter, your arms were wrapped around him

"i'm sorry if i was obsessive with the numbers of calls and texts. i just had a rough week, but today was the worst. i have a ton of exams and studies to do and it seems like it never ends. i should have just tell you how i felt. i just didn't want to make you worry since you already have a lot of stress and things to work out right now.." you said

without moving, oliver said softly:

"no, don't apologize. it's not your fault. it's mine. i shouldn't have called you like that, i'm sorry. i should have accepted your love and appreciation. i don't care if you call me. i love you and if you want to call me, then do it."

he kissed the top of your head and looked at you with teary eyes

"i hate seeing you like this, y/n. i know college isn't easy and i should have known that you were tired too. you're working so hard, my angel. i'm sorry, y/n."

you hugged him and sighed

"if you want to call me, do it. you don't need a reason to call me. i love you and as a boyfriend, i should be here with you. next time, please tell me how you feel, okay?" he wipe your tear of your face and smiled a little bit

"i want to take care of you, y/n.."

seb:

he was in his parents' kitchen, facetiming you and making his breakfast

he was pretty happy to finally be able to talk to you

he was smiling so hard

"did you eat your breakfast today, baby?" he asked you while looking at the screen

you smiled

"i did."

he smiled even more

"glad to hear that."

he smiled and cracked an egg in the stove

"do you want to crash at my place, tonight?" you asked seb

seb smiled and looked at you in the screen while laughing

"why? we saw each other yesterday.. are you that obsess with me?"

he wanted to tease you

you laughed and rolled your eyes

"you wish"

he laughed and continued to cook his breakfast

"so.. can you? i miss you and i would love to have some of your hugs tonight!"

he smiled

"what's up with the cuddly thing? are you missing me that much so we have to see each other everyday?"

you frowned, losing your smile

"what do you mean?"

"i mean, we facetime pretty much everyday and.. i think that's enough? we don't need to see each other every night, do we?"

"i've just missed you that's all.. i've been pretty stressed for the latest days"

he laughed

"you are so clingy i swear to god... but okay! I'll come to 6, is that okay?"

you quickly hang up

you didn't know why you were that affected by that

it was only the word "clingy"

but still..

you missed his hugs and his presence, his spicy cologne he was wearing only for you, his sweet and warm kisses he was giving you..

when seb noticed the call was done, he didn't though much about it

but when he tried to text you and saw that you were lefting him on read, he started to understand a little bit

maybe he did hurt you with his word..

"seb, guess what y/n did?!" matteo said while smiling and showing him a picture of your recent work that you spent at least 30 hours on it for the latest weeks and months

"what's that?" seb asked smiling

"y/n's project! she texted me yesterday that she finally was done with it.. it must have been stressful for her.. look at all the details!! soooo cool!"

then it hit seb

you were stressed

and anxious

all you wanted his hugs and his kisses after working for so long

and still

you couldn't.

he felt so bad 😭

so he immediatly tried to call you and text you like "i'm so sorry, i didn't know, i'm so stupid"

since you were going to college today, he couldn't just go there like that

so he bought you your favorite candy, your favorite snacks and drinks

and since he knew when you finished school or when you had breaks, he was trying to text you once in a while, hoping you'll answer

"i'm so sorry, y/n. i should have know. i'm really sorry to have calling you like that when all you wanted to do was relaxing and passing times with me"

he would greet you with hugs and promise himself to never make the same mistake again

he hate seeing you sad and if he can avoid it, he'll 100% do it

ryan:

damn

that boy

he was playing videogames and was playing with the boys online

when he saw you entering his bedroom, he quickly smiled

"hey babe." he softly said

"hey" you said while (trying) giving him a side hug

"someone's in the mood for hug, huh?" he laughed

"i love your hugs, what can i say?"

he kissed the top of your head and smiled

"alright shorty. imma continue to play, stay here if you want"

after like 30 minutes of playing, you gave him a kiss and played with his hair

"someone's touchy today... you're usually not like that.."

"boy, stop lying, i know you like my hugs"

he laughed

"hahaha you wish"

you looked at him, still kissing his head and admiring his beauty, while he was continuing to play with the boys

"you are so needy sometimes, y/n, it's funny"

you stopped kissing him and looked at him

"you think it's.. funny?" you asked in confusion

"i mean, yeah.. you're like super introverted and hate physical touch.. so it's kinda funny to see you like this"

you quickly walked away from him and sighed before going on his bed

"sorry, just tired"

he looked at you and laughed before talking into his mic

"guys, i think we found the missing piece!!! go, go, go!!"

you sighed again

"ryan, could we cuddle, please.."

he looked at you and frowned

"maybe later, baby? i'm playing a game, right now. but you can continue to hug me if you want to.. i won't just be able to hug you back"

you sighed

"please, ryan.. for like 10 minutes at least?"

he sighed

"babe, i promise i'll cuddle you right after the game. we have one left"

you frowned

"can't the guys do it without you or like something like that? i mean.. we're rarely had the time to see each other this week and i thought you would want to pass some quality time with me.. we're both pretty busy an it's rare to have both day off.."

he sighed, while smiling

"you're so clingy for me.."

he looked at you and saw the expression on your face and frowned

"you okay, hun..?"

"whatever, i'll go take my shower"

he knew something was wrong

he looked back at his computer's and saw the little calendar standing there, on his left, saying"Y/N'S FINALS!!!!" encercled in red ink

hahaha.

he understood really quick.

"fuck"

"humm guys, i need to go, i'll be right back maybe later. bye" he said not letting them reply

he quickly went to his bathroom and knocked on the door

"baby?"

ofc you didn't respond

you just wanted comfort.. and your boyfriend couldn't even give you that to you

"i'm so sorry. i forgot that your finals were today. how did it went?"

you sighed

"leave me alone, ryan. i want to take my shower. go back to your game"

he sighed and knocked back on the door

"please, y/n. i'll let you alone right after this, but we both know we need to have this lil' talk right now. i hate when we're mad at each other"

you opened the door and instantly received a hug

"i shouldn't have called you clingy. i'm really sorry, i didn't meant to hurt you."

you hugged him back and sighed

"i accept your sorry. i was just super stressed and tired and i'm sorry if i was sounding like i was depending on you or some stuff like that"

he frowned

"never. i should be the one saying that. i shouldn't have said that and.. even though i love gaming, i should have understood your feelings."

he kissed your forehead

"let's just forget this and cuddle, okay? we can talk about those finals if you want to."

you quickly nodded

"right after my shower."

jp:

i feel like it would be in texts

"i miss you :(" you texted

"hope ur taking care of u and not negligating ur health"

"bc u often do that lol"

"EAT"

"AND"

"DRINK WATER PLS THJANK YJOU"

"damn i can't write correctly"

"fuck english grammars, i rather fuck you instead ;)"

"how do i delete this message"

"wait i think i found it"

"idk if it will only be deleted for me orrrr"

"i did it, can you see the message?????"

"anyways"

"i saw a tiktok and it made me thought about you lol"

"anyways, today a random girl went to me"

"smh she just asked me for ur number -_-"

"i thought we were pretty evidate"

"like kissing and holding hands"

"sometimes making out.."

"I MEAN I HOPE PEOPLE DIDNT SEE US MAKING OUT BC OTHERWISE IT'LL BE WEIRD AF"

when justin saw his phone notifications, he didn't thought he'll have that many messages of you

you and him usually don't send a lot of message during the day

and when he saw the notifications, he quickly thought something was wrong

"is everything okay? and no i cannot see the message, what were u saying"

"NOTHING- and yeah i'm ok, y?"

"idk, you texted me like 20 times. that's like a lot"

"ah"

"i thought u were in danger"

"i am not, i just missing you"

"no shit you're missing me, did you see the numbers of messages you sent me 🤣"

"sorry i guess"

justin sighed

"im working on a song, i cannot talk rn, but what did you want to tell me?"

"nothing. like i said, i was just missing u"

justin sighed again

see, justin is like an independant guy

he wouldn't send too much messages at the same time just to say "hey i miss you"

he would rather send you messages like "hey cutie, i miss you"

or like "hey" "baby" "my loveee" "i miss you!! <33"

but nothing like you did

"i miss you too, but i have to work so i'll ttyl, ok my love?"

"r u mad or smth"

"ain't"

justin continued to work on his song with oli

his concentration stopped at the vibration of his phone in his pocket meaning he had received another message from you

"what do you want, y/n, i have to work, i cannot text you rn"

"sorry i was just sending you the tiktok"

"it's giving clingy vibes lmao"

"the tiktok?"

"no, you. it's giving clingy vibes when you spam me like this 🤐"

"is it a bad thing that ur gf want to text you"

"no but it's clingy"

"ah"

you didn't really know what to say

it was making you hurt a bit

"im sorry ig"

"clingy y/n 🙄 am i right? <3" he texted you while joking, thinking you'll get the joke and the sarcasm

in reality he didn't mind having spam of you

he thought you knew he was only kidding

so when you stopped texting him

and lefting him on read..!

he knew something was wrong :(

"baby, are u mad? 😟"

"i'm sorry i called you like that"

"i didn't mean it. i was only kidding, i didn't know why i said that and thought that it'll be funny."

"i'm sorry. pls resply to my texts. i hate when we fight"

you continued to left him on read

you didn't know why it was making you so mad

and so disapointed

you just wanted to text your bf and have quality time with him

you knew he was working but you loved texting him

"y/n, please"

"don't u have a song to work on???"

"i do, but i want us to talk. i wont b able to concentrate after that"

you sighed

"i'm sorry if i was sounding like a clingy person, i had a rough week and i only wanted to text you and to have some of ur attention. i know you're working and can't leave to see me, but i thought we'll be able to text for a bit today"

"i'm sorry, i should have told you i had a rough day, but i didn't think you would mind it or that we'll have a small fight about it"

justin sighed.

he felt so bad

"don't say sorry. i'm the idiot for calling you like that. i know it can hurt and i should have been more careful with my words. i'm sorry, so sorry and pls next time, let me know. again, im so sorry y/n"

"i'll stop working and go to ur dorm. i don't mind if i dont work on the song 4 now, ty won't fire me or smth, plus seb's not here either so.. we cannot even do videos or tiktoks to promote our songs"

"fine, but only if you bring ur hoodies and ur switch"

"4sure. as again im sorry and will think more before acting or speaking."

kane:

so it happenned in the anime store..

*sigh*

so you were choosing anime figurine and felt kane's hand on yours who were on the figurine

"nice figurine!"

"yeah, i think i'm going to buy it for my room!"

"you should! It'll look super great!" he said

you smiled and took his hand

"hey, check the shirts! we could match, what do you think?"

"yeah, maybe.. we could.."

he checked other figurine and smiled

"god this store is one of my favorite! check this figurine!! so amazing, isn't it?"

you smiled and kissed his cheek

"you're too cute when you're smiling and having fun. i love you"

he smiled

"thank you"

he continued shopping like nothing happened

"i love you, kane"

"me too babe-HEY IS THAT AN AOT HOODIE THAT I SEE?? OMG!!!!"

he walked away from you and your hand while you checked the clothes based on one of his fav anime

"i love you, pls say it back. for real this time."

"i love you? you happy?"

you sighed and played with his fingers while he looked at you

"god, you want attention this afternoon.." he said while laughing

"i thought it was going to be a fun afternoon with you.."

he frowned

"wdym? i'm with you! we're having fun, aren't we?"

he frowned

"everytime i'm want to hold your hand or something, you just do the opposite. is everything okay?"

he sighed while having a smile on his mouth

"baby, y/n, i'm fine, don't worry!"

after a few seconds, he finally said

"god, i didn't know that you, not holding my hand would make you clingy.."

at first, he didn't know how hurtful the word "clingy" was

it's only when you frowned and stopped talking when he knew something was up

"is everything okay? why are you mad?"

"i'm not mad."

"you are, i know you! what's up, y/n? did i say something bad?"

you looked at him in the eyes

"i just had a rough week of studying, i had my final this morning and all i wanted was being with you and you call me clingy..?"

it hit him

he felt so bad

like so bad :/

"y/n, i'm so sorry. i didn't know it would make you hurt. if i would have known, i would never have told you that. i'm sorry. i didn't think before speaking"

"i don't know why i thought it was going to be funny. i'm sorry. i really don't mind if you want to hold my hand or give me hugs or even kisses.. i don't mind at all. i like it. no.. I love it!"

"as again, i'm super sorry, y/n. Please, never feel like you're my second priority.. because you're actually my first."

dar':

no because this man give me cooking vibes???

like- omg

so i HAD to write one with like cooking and all

anyways-

i'm already losing tracks, let's gaur >v<

anyways, so like i was saying, i think darren's one would be about cooking!!

cooking together and all, something like that? i don't think it'll be on social media because i don't think darren would say it over the phone or smth like that

like he's more a direct person

so let's set the background :)

he was cooking rice and ramen

and the boys were next to him

and let's say, you had a rough week, a lot of exams and stress

you missed him

like a lot

not only because it's been like two, almost three, weeks you guys haven't see each other except on facetime and on call

but also because you were so stressed and you knew how comforting he was when you had days like these

his hugs and kisses always made you feel better when you had rough days

it's been a while since you guys had see each other so.. of course, he was happy to see you when you walked in the kitchen where the others boys were

"hey y/n!! baby! i missed you!" he said

you gently hugged him and felt his hand coming up and down your back

"someone wanted a hug, huh..." he said laughing

you rolled your eyes, ignoring what he had just said and waved your hand to the others members to say hi

"what're you cooking, dar?"

"rice with ramen"

"oooh" you said smiling "smell good!"

"yeah, i'm also making your favorite with some rice on the side. i thought it could be good. and i wanted to make you something nice"

you smiled while tooking his hand

"i missed youuu"

"i missed you too, y/n"

some minutes later, you hugged him and smiled even more

"ah it smells so good, you're a real chef!"

"thank you babyy"

darren isn't really a pda guy.. i mean he doesn't really mind, he's just a bit more comfortable and lovey dovey when he's alone with you

and just a reminder that you were in front of the others boys

they were trying their best to not make fun of darren and how he couldn't handle your love and all

they thought you both looked so good together

"i missed you" you said with your head on his back while back-hugging him

"i know, you said it earlier"

you smiled and started to kiss his neck (don't worry, it won't turn into a smut) and went to the sink to wash your hands

"can i help you?"

"nah, i'm good. just sit at the table and stay here, i'm almost done, anyways"

"c'mon, you forgot the main ingredient! let me help you with that, at least."

he sighed

"y/n, i'm okay, don't worry! i can handle it alone, trust me! just go sit somewhere and i'll bring you a plate of it, okay? i don't want you to do anything for the moment, just go relax, okay baby?"

"you didn't even started to cook the main ingredient. at least, let me help you with that so we can eat sooner"

he sighed again

you guys knows what's coming...

"why do you want to help me so bad?? i'm good, i told you!"

"aw jeez, i just wanted to help you, that's all. i just missed you, i'm sorry"

he sighed again for the 4758585 time already (yes he sigh a lot in this hc)

"why're you acting like that??"

"like what? i'm not doing anything!"

"no, you're all clingy and all needy!"

then it hits you

damn bro

you don't know what was the most painful: your irrevalant stress you had for like two weeks straights because of your exam or the fact that your boyfriend called you clingy just because you missed him

you knew it was only a word, but still.. it still hurt you know?

"wdym i'm clingy? i'm just hanging out with you, that's all. i missed you"

"i know, but you're acting like that.. anyways, if you really want to help, then could you pass me a fork? i think the rice's boiling or smth, idk"

you just walked away

the rest of the members were like 🤨

"you good, bro?" they said

"yeah...? why?"

"idk, you just called your girl clingy.." justin replied

"and..? what is the problem? she was just a bit.. overwhelming.."

"boy, you're stupid af" regie said while rolling his eyes "you know that clingy and needy aren't just words, right? just.. ah fuck off man, what the fuck is going on in your head, bruh.."

"darren doesn't know how to treat a girl or what?" sebastian laughed while walking in the room

"stfu sebastian, you're not even in the problem, you didn't even know what happened!"

with that, he walked away and went to his room

where you were

"y/n? can i come in?"

after a few seconds of not you answering, he decide to open the door and saw you all sad on his bed :(

it broke his heart

he didn't know the words clingy or needy could hurt you

and if he would have knew, he would have never said that

"y/n.. i'm so sorry.."

we know how darren isn't really good with expressing his feelings because he's more a show guy than a talkative guy if i can say it like that, like he won't say it how he feel but he'll show it to you

so i guess he'll do smth like that haha

"i'm so sorry, y/n. i truly mean it. i didn't know it would make you sad."

"i love the attention you gave me, i don't know why i said that"

he sighed again

"i know you're stressed and i feel super bad to not have noticed your feelings and your stress building up to you"

darren would try his best to show you how he cares about you :(

he won't say sorry a lot

but when he do, know he mean it.

he won't ever say "sorry" just because he need to or have to say it

he'll say sorry because he mean it.

"i promise i'll be more careful with my actions and my words for now on, at least, i'll try my best to do it so"

reg:

this man is nonchalant

we know him..

he just wanted to watch some tiktoks by himself..

listen, everyone have rough days

and it was one for regie :(

he was a bit stressed with the work and the job the boys and him had to do

filming tiktoks, filming youtube videos.. work on music video and on different music.. write music, edit their videos and do some meetings..

that was only a lil' part of regie's everyday life

he knew you had finals and exams too and that you were also a bit stressed

but let's say the stress make us forget things..?

when you came to his room and quickly went to his arms, he smiled

"hey pretty girl"

"hey" you said tiring

he kissed the top of your head and smiled

"you missed my arms, huh?"

"yeah"

you could feel and hear his smile literally???? like i know when you smile it doesn't have a sound, but to me, i think regie have some type of smile that we can know if he's smiling or not

when you took his hand and kissed it (no because i feel regie's type of relationship is simply super pure and cute like?? idk he just give me a vibe of like sweet dom boyfie or smth), his heart >>

he smiled even more

"something's up, babe?"

"nah, just tired"

"cuddle into me, if you want.. i don't mind"

he continued to watch tiktoks

until he felt your lips on his neck

were you in the mood or what????

nah bc neck kisses for regie is NOT something to ignore

like bye, we're talking about regie macalino here

if you know the meaning, you know the meaning 😏

he sighed at the affection you were giving him

"yeah, just tired, i told you"

"you okay, bubs?"

"whatcha have today, jeez? do you need some hugs or attention?"

he nodded and when you started to hug him and hold his hand.. damn this boy was a bit annoyed 😭

he really love them at little parts and not too much

so when it's becoming too much, he'll tell you

regie didn't mean it in a mean or a bad way

he was just.. curious? he normally don't get that much attention usually

"i mean.. we usually don't have that much kind of attention to each other... is everything okay?"

you just nodded and sighed

"i'm just tired of all my studies, that's all."

he nodded without really listening since he was watching a tiktok that caught his attention

you played with his fingers and kissed them slowly when regie looked at you and started laughing

"you're such a clingy girl, omg"

he said it in a teasing tone of voice and with his smile

he though you knew that he was only teasing you and trying to make you smile or laugh

but indeed, he made you sad :(

your smile quickly fade

ofc he didn't notice

after a few minutes of you not talking and not really moving because of your thoughts, he quickly saw how it affected you

you were lost in your thoughts

were you really that clingy?

was he angry because of all the affection you gave him?

what if he really thought you were super clingy?

he quickly took your hands and put yours in his' and sighed

"i'm sorry."

you looked into his eyes and shruged

"i'm sorry, y/n. i really am."

he sighed again

"i was only trying to make you smile, but indeed, i didn't. i don't know why i thought it could be funny"

you looked at him without saying a word, feeling tears in your eyes

"i know we're both stressed right now, but it still doesn't give me a reason to joke with the meaning of these words.. i'm sorry again, y/n."

he'll try to comfort you as much as he can

"i know i'm an idiot sometimes, but i truly care about you and i love every affection you give me.. i know i don't say it enough, but i do loves you and cares about you. i truly do."

he's so so sweet :(

our regie nonchalant boy haha

anyways, that's the end of the headcanon since i'm running out of ideas, i'm sorry 😭

that's it!!! i really hope you guys liked it, i think it took me like 5 hours to write this thing 😭😂 i couldn't think of differents ways with the apologies and all, so sorry if it's a bit repetitive, but i did try my best to do some differencies with the context, the situation and the different ways to tell them :) i also did some researches (like i usually do when i'm not 100% sure about the subject) so i hope those were rights and not stuff that isn't relatable or something like that!

thank you for the request again, and i'm sorry it took me so long :(

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[sinful-morningstar]

Spartober day 16 Nightmare (VerDante)

Author's Note: this is very angsty yet sweet...bittersweet? i believe is the term...anyways i felt the need for Dante to give Vergil some comfort and love yes this is spartacest..i cant write platonic dante x Vergil to save my life they always got to confess and kiss ...Other than that..Enjoy today's prompt. Prompts by whatsanapocalae1 (I use a combination of Spartober and Devil MayTober Prompts) {forgot to mention but i'm proud of myself for still going strong through these prompts despite feeling slightly uninspired and burnt out at times but i'm thoroughly enjoying this Spartober and i love these demon boys with all my heart <3 } 16: Nightmare (VerDante) Fire was blazing as smoke invaded Vergil’s nose and lungs he coughed as he ran around the house in search of someone, he wheezed holding the Yamato as he was ready to fight the intruder, he could hear a scream as he readied himself for battle.

“Mother!” he cried out to her, he could see Eva cowering in fear, her eyes widened as she saw Vergil in the corner, Vergil reached out to her unsheathing the Yamato ready to strike the demon that dared harm his mother.

She quickly stood in front of Vergil protecting him, then faded to black the sound of her body collapsing onto the floor while blood gushed out from her wounds. Eva reached back at Vergil..and that's when he woke up in a cold sweat shooting out of his bed panting as tears stung his eyes.

Footsteps could be heard from the other side of the door, Vergil curled up in on himself mirroring his past self as the images of that dreaded night ran through his head like a horror show. He sniffled gently, allowing himself to shed a few tears; he didnt realise that Dante had entered his room.

He felt a gloved hand on his bare shoulder making him flinch at the touch, Vergil looked up at Dante, his eyes puffy from crying as he glared “What do you want?!” he snapped .

Dante pulled his hand back lifting his arms up in defence “Woah, hey, watch it Verg…I was just making sure you’re okay”.he said gently.

“Leave me be Dante..” Vergil said, shaking. He sniffled once more trying to keep his cold and calm demeanour.

The younger Sparda noticed Vergil’s apprehensiveness and sighed softly realising what was going on “It’s another nightmare..isn't it?”. He said softly. His eyes fixated on Vergil.

Vergil scoffed “And so what if it is?, what do you plan to do, hmm?, your poor attempts at comfort are meaningless Dante, i wouldn't waste your breath if i were you”.

“Oh yeah? and why’s that?, still too tough to admit you need help?, why is that exactly?Why push everyone away?” Dante asked in a challenging tone showing concern but also frustration with his brother’s stubbornness ”what's the problem Vergil?”.

“You wouldnt understand…” Vergil looked away from Dante.

Dante blinked rapidly in shock, surprised by Vergil’s response “Right I wouldn't … .i have no idea what nightmares about mom are like” he said dryly and sarcastically as he folded his arms and glared at his older brother.

“H-How did you-” Vergil asked before Dante cut him off.

“I heard you cry out to her…” Dante snapped back.

“I watched her die, Dante!” Vergil said defensively.

“And i had to stay back and hear it all go down, and when i came outta that closet…you were gone..so i didn't just lose mom that day, i lost you too…and i've done nothing but lose you..over ..and over..and over, I lost you to Arkham, I lost you to Nelo angelo , I lost you to Urizen before V got you back in one piece..Literally!” Dante ranted as his voice was rough with anger and sadness.

Vergil was speechless he couldn't argue with that, while he did watch a murder in cold blood they both lost their mother they both lost their father and in the end they lost each other, countless times, and most were by his own doing; he felt immense guilt arise in his chest as he choked out a sob, he didn't know why… it felt like it had been sitting in his chest for years finally coming out his throat.

Dante wrapped an arm around him “Hey..Hey it's okay, let it out..” he said, rubbing Vergil’s back gently as he sighed “I-I’m sorry..” he said softly.

“What for? I’m the fool here, chasing after power in a blind attempt at redemption…” Vergil croaked gently as tears streamed his face.

Tilting his head gently Dante wiped away Vergil’s tears with his sleeves “ redemption?, Oh..Vergil you don't need to redeem yourself for what happened..in the end we always take down whatever shit comes our way”.

“But we couldn't stop mundus and his minions…we couldn't–” Vergil swallowed “I couldn't save mother..” Vergil said forlorn as he looked away blinking tears with a sigh.

Dante lifted his chin up “Hey…Vergil, look at me..” he said as he stared back at Vergil.

Vergil felt a lump in his throat as his eyes locked onto Dante’s, he was still quiet, his heart racing at the gesture.

“Listen..what happened to mom..no one could have prepared us for that..no one..not even Dad…” Dante said as he licked his lips nervously “we were just kids…we couldn't do anything..even if we tried..and you did try, i heard you..you tried your god damn best..you’re the best brother anyone could ask for..and one hell of a firstborn son..”.

Vergil rolled his eyes and scoffed “Dont patronise me brother…”

“I’m not…” Dante said in a genuine tone his expression was fond as he looked up at him with a weak smile. “You’re a stubborn arrogant son of a gun..but you’re still my brother..my big brother…” he took Vergil’s hand, squeezing it gently.

Vergil gave a slight smirk as he sniffled, wiping the tears away, watching as Dante took off his jacket and sat at the edge of the bed with him.

“Dante..” Vergil sighed softly as he finally calmed himself from the tears. He bit his lip before he spoke “I…I lost myself when we lost mother and father…but I never wanted to lose you too…”

“Really?” Dante asked a little unsure but he could hear the sincerity in Vergil’s voice the rare moments of vulnerability between the pair.

“Yeah…” Vergil nodded gently as their eyes met again.

Dante sighed as he moved closer to Vergil sitting right up beside him “I have to tell you something…”. His heart raced as he looked back at his twin.

Vergil brushed a strand of Dante’s hair out of his face “What is it?” he asked gently.

“I love you~” Dante said sincerely with his heart poured into every word, those three words ringing out in the bedroom, it was a confession of both brotherly and romantic love.

Blushing gently realising how close they were Vergil replied “I love you too…” he meant it every word same as Dante but to him it was more intense for him it felt like his heart was about to burst with all the pain and hardships within him alongside the newfound joy that was bittersweet as he came to the conclusion that he did in fact love him, but he knew that it was probably due to the fact they only had each other ..and they didn't at the same time..a double edged sword .

Dante leaned in closer, going in for a kiss as Vergil accepted, their lips pressed up against one another as their heart beat in unison. Vergil pulled back for a moment just a moment to process it all before going in for a deeper, more passionate kiss as he held Dante’s shoulders.

Their heads tilted as their tongues tangled for a moment , Dante’s hands ran along Vergil’s neck and through his hair pulling him closer as their kiss became more intimate. Dante pulled back with a gasp only for Vergil to pull him right back in sharing another moment before ending it.

“I couldn't stop thinking about you…” Dante confessed further “You were away for years and i didnt know what else to do…”

Vergil looked worried as he nodded understanding Dante’s words “Let’s lay down for a minute” he said as he pushed Dante down onto the bed and laid beside him.

Dante sighed softly, feeling Vergil put an arm around him resting his head against his chest.

“You’ve wanted to say that for a while now haven't you?” Vergil said in reference to his brother’s confession.

Licking his lips Dante sighed and nodded “Yeah..”

“Why..cause I broke down crying?” Vergil asked, choking up again.

“Yeah but it's not just that…” Dante said honestly.

“Then what else?” Vergil asked curiously in his voice a whisper now that they both were calm and comfortable in this moment.

“Vergil, I’ve always loved you…in every way possible…it pained me to see you do the shit you did but..I’m happy you’re back and I'm glad I have you in my arms…” Dante said as he kissed Vergil’s forehead gently.

Vergil felt tears sting his eyes as he started to cry again a mixture of sadness and happiness as he clinged onto Dante nuzzling into him.he got up holding Dante’s hand gently kissing his knuckles gently then kissed the back of his hand keeping his lips pressed against the tender flesh.

Dante pulled Vergil on top of him with a warm smile “Stay with me..maybe i can make the nightmares go away?…” he offered with a gente tone.

Vergil felt Dante’s hand caress his cheek as he kissed his brother’s palm he nodded gently “Yes..I believe having you with me will help ease the pain somewhat”.

Pulling Vergil in for a kiss Dante hummed happily running a hand through his hair messing it up making it look the way it did when they were young men. “Heh..Yeah..let’s get some rest…”

Vergil smirked as he cuddled up beside Dante happily enjoying just how close they were together, it made his heart flutter and his mind at ease.

“G'night Vergil…”

“Goodnight Dante~”

[dragons-and-magic]

What made you ship all of them, lol?

Especially Sonny x Rebecca?💙💛

HOOOOOO BOY. This is gonna be a long one! Lol! Honestly, most of the reasons is just liked them. I saw some fan work of them and they just clicked with me. I don't know. I'm not very complicated when it comes to shipping.😅 But I'm super excited to talk about my ships, so I'll try to give some more thoughts on them than that. Let's get into it!

Sonny x Rebecca: I will admit, I didn't ship these two at first. But, after I saw some fan content of them, I was hooked. I think they would have really good dynamic. We all know it's implied that Sonny has had a very rough and frankly traumatizing life. I feel like Rebecca could be good for him. Her joyful and sweet personality might just be what he needs to heal. Plus, they give me sun and moon vibes.🌚🌞 (P.S. I almost forgot. Watching Gordon take in the fact that his daughter figure/apprentice is now dating this "thieving rapscallion" would be absolutely hilarious.)

Thomas x Ashima: I've been shipping these two for years! I mean, look at the the way they look at each other and talked about each other in a few scenes! And how Thomas really wanted her to stay with him longer? Saving each other in the competition?? Or that one BWBA episode where he fantasized saving her like action hero??? That's so frickin cute!

Another thing! Thomas is used to having to prove he's worthy for all sorts of things. Ashima thinks he's already worthy. She literally looked at him and said, you don't need to change. You're perfect being yourself and I like it.😭💖 I personally feel like they're soulmates! And make a really good team! I really wish they had done more with them in show. I was hopeful when they announced they would be putting her in more episodes. But alas, nothing really happened.

Frankie x Hurricane: I love me a good villain couple, m'kay? Also, the tragedy??? Think about it, since they're working on the mainland, they don't know about steamies and diesels finally getting along. (We do know that things are the mainland didn't change as quickly.) So picture this. Back then, when the mainland engines found out that steamie and diesel had fallen in love, all hell broke loose! So, the poor ostracized couple left to escape the hostility, and went where they could never find them. A big steelworks, in the middle of nowhere... Anyways, they would totally be an awesome Disney level villain couple. I know it.

Emily x Connor: This one has what I call "I take a tiny moment and blow it up into a huge thing!" Lol. Basically, in one episode, Connor very subtly flirted with Emily and I found it interesting. It may or may not have been intentional, but either way I thought that it could be really cute. They give me knight and princess vibes. Also, I love Caitlin and Emily's relationship. (Healthy female friendships! My beloved!) Having her as a wingman (wingwoman???) for Emily and Connor sounds all too adorable. Although admittedly, this ship is definitely not my favorite on the list. I used to like it more when I was younger. Recently I got into Douglas x Emily, which has way more hints than this ship. And that one is slowly creeping up higher on the list. So we'll just have to see with one comes out on top.

Edward x Boco: SUCH A CUTE COUPLE! I didn't ship these two at all, until start reading fic's for them and saw the fanart. Then I realized these two might as well be married! Just two nice old guys, raising three rambunctious children together.🥰 Also, it seems nice that Edward finally has someone tough enough to help him wrangle in the twins when he's feeling worn out. And their personalities fit really nicely together too. Somebody put it better then me, right here. But yeah, these two are adorable! Easily one of my top favorite ttte ships!

Belle x Flynn: Honestly, I have no reason to ship these two, other than I just think it would be cute. No canon event inspired it. No fanart. Nothing. It just popped into my head one day and I decided to roll with it. Lol. I think it would be fun to see.

Daisy x Ryan: I'm not to sure what to say about these two either. Other than they give me vintage movie vibes. (Maybe it's Daisy. She reminds me of a few female movie stars from the old days of Hollywood.) And as a vintage movie fan, I really like that! Also, it's worth mentioning she literally flirted with him in one episode. That was a surprise! It was convince him to do some jobs for her, but whatever. Lol. Also Ryan was almost completely oblivious to it. My poor Gold Retriever Boy. It didn't fully compute. 🤣🤣🤣 Still, I think it could possibly work. Especially in the later seasons.

James x Nia: YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THIS ONE IS MY FAVORITE RARE PAIR!🤩 I've talked about it so much now! But, here's a few more thoughts on them! They actually have a few traits in common. They're both playful, fiery, and outgoing characters. And they both seem to be very loyal as well. Oh, did I mention that their matching color scheme is perfect. And I feel like Nia would help James loosen up a bit and get even more adventurous. So while definitely a rare pair, I think they're neat and should be explored more!❤️🧡

Toby x Henrietta: If Thomas and Ashima are soulmates, Toby and Henrietta are champion soulmates! They're such a husband and wife duo. I loved every episode they had together. The way they talked to other and how much they disliked being separated? Adorable!!!😍🧡🧡 Sometimes they remind me of my own parents.😂 Whoever came up with the idea to finally give Henrietta a voice and an actual face? I salute you. You were a true genius. Now I can hear their realistic husband/wife banter in it's full glory. Lol.

Well, that's my thoughts. I'm not very good at romance anything, so I hope this will suffice.😅 Thanks for the ask!

[t2sh0]

Gorgeous.

( this is my first fic so I REALLY dont know what I'm doing on here but I tried ! hope anyone who reads this likes it and if not I'm always open to constructive criticism !) @novelizt !!

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Anthony John Lockwood was all i've ever known. An enigmatic being with a certain wish for death masked by the thrill for adventure and lust for adrenaline.

I had first encountered him when I was a child, merely five years old but as I saw him- cheeks tinted rose, hefty winter coat guarding him from the fall of the snow, I knew. I knew that he was the one.

At this moment I feel as though that thought was a lapse of judgement. Anthony john lockwood was cruel and harsher than I imagined. On a normal day I would never have said this but at this moment I wanted to scream,cry and tell him just how idiotic and stupid I think he is but I knew I couldn't.

It all started when we were returning from a particularly rough case. We were all tired and some nasty words were exchanged.

We returned to Portland row, home after a particularly gruesome case there was an unusual silence between us as we all settled into our usual seats. The tension in the air lay so thick that it could've been cut by a knife.

"anyone fancy a cuppa?" asked the knife (aka George)

I didn't reply. neither did anyone else. I could feel his gaze burning the side of my face. I shot up from the comfortable chair.

"I'm tired." I said, but when I looked into his eyes I knew he was able to see through me. I dragged my body to my room as I face planted onto my bed.

I layed in the same position for a few more moments when I heard footsteps. I could recognize them anywhere. These were the footsteps of Anthony John Lockwood.

He knocked on my door and waited for me to acknowledge that he was coming in. He walked in and sat across me on my bed. He was silent,something I was not very used to from him. This boy was a chatterbox, could never shut up about things he was passionate about.

"I'm sorry" were the first two words he uttered. They were quiet,barely a mumble but I understood nonetheless.

"for what?" I replied.

" what do you mean for what?"

"what do you mean what do I mean for what?"

he inhaled sharply, "I'm sorry for blowing up on you. I shouldn't have said what I did. We all have reckless moments, our screwups but I want you to understand that I just dont want you to get hurt. I care for you so so much and if something happened to you I don't-"

He was cut off by my lips pressing against his. I dont know how that confidence possessed me in that moment but I couldn't be more glad. He kissed back. His lips soft and sweet against my own. We went on for a few minutes parting every few seconds to beam at each other.

I finally pulled away, Anthony John Lockwood slightly groaning at the loss of my lips. I moved over to sit on his lap as I gently rested my forehead against his. I felt a certain sense of ease wash over me. Everything felt right.

" I love you" I whispered softly, trying not to break the silence.

" I love you too"

" I'm scared, Anthony"

"what's wrong?" he asked, tone filled with care and concern.

"After what happened today, I'm afraid to lose you too"

" you'll never lose me, my love. cant get rid of me that easy now." he said with a teasing tilt of his voice.

" And I never want to" I say as I grin down at him

Anthony was leaning in to kiss me again. It all felt like a dream. Our lips were just inches from each other right when Ms. Lucy Carlyle deamed fit to bust open the door, silenced when she saw the compromising position Lockwood and I were in. She grinned.

" So how long has this been going on" gesturing toward the slim gap between me and lockwood. She watched us with a grin as I fumbled with my words, searching for the right answer.

" What is taking you so long?" came another voice interrupting you. This voice belonged to no other than George Karim, who gasped when he saw me trying to escape from Lockwoods lap as his hands kept me in place.

I looked at him as he smiled at me. I could hear a snarky remark made by the curly haired boy but I didnt care because when I looked at Anthony, his eyes glossy with a look of pure adoration I didnt care. Anthony John Lockwood loved me, I loved him too. That's all that really mattered.

[atlasscrumpit]

Could you do a bit on age regressing reader with the moon knight system? Not forced regression just like a reader who copes with overall stress and intrusive thoughts by regressing (any prns or titles)

Let go, angel

You woke up beside Steven, seeing he was still fast asleep.

You didn't have a great sleep, you'd dreamt about your father over and over again.

You knew today would be a rough day, but you hadn't ever regressed in front of the boys and you were afraid.

What if they thought it was weird?

But you couldn't control it.

"Steven?" You whispered as his eyes slowly fluttered open.

He groaned and rubbed his eyes.

"Love? Everything okay?" He whispered as you felt tears in your eyes.

"I had nightmares." You whispered as he looked at you sadly, he gently reached forward and brushed his hand over your cheek.

Steven didn't say anything, he just pulled you into him.

"When this happens...sometimes I can't help my mind regressing." You muttered as Steven ran his hand through your hair.

"You mean age regress?" He asked as you nodded a little.

"That's okay, baby. It's normal with trauma. Why haven't you ever regressed around us?" Steven asked as you closed your eyes.

"Whenever I felt it coming on I would try to force it to stop, I was embarrassed." You replied, feeling Steven nod.

"You never need to be afraid, my darling. You know I would never ever judge you. If you need to let go, let go, my sweet girl." Steven whispered as you nuzzled into him.

"I've got you, angel. I always have you. You're my good girl, we all love you so much." Steven whispered as he played with your hair.

"Do you want me to make you some pancakes, babygirl?" Steven asked as you peaked up at him.

"Is that a yes?" He said as you nodded a little, making him chuckle.

He got up before helping you stand up, you followed him to the kitchen and watched him get all the ingredients.

You sat at the table and waited for Steven to cook.

When he was done he brought a plate over with cream and syrup on top of pancakes making you smile.

"Thank you." You whispered as Steven sat beside you and kissed your forehead.

"That's okay, my sweet girl."

[wishitweresummer]

Dream Tickling Class (Dream x GeorgeNotFound x Sapnap)

Word Count: 2089

(This concept came from a @sleepy--anon ask! I totally loved it and thought it would fit so beautifully as an early scene in my Tickle AU! Everyone go follow and give love neeoooow!!!)

     It was George's second day in the Dream House. All three of them were lazing around the couches and trying to get to know each other more. It was slow going considering they already knew everything about each other, but they seemed determined.

George was laid completely on his back on the couch with Patches perched on his chest as he pet the top of her little head.

"Dream is like, impossible to wake up.", Sapnap offers.

"I know, I've never been able to wake him up by calling him like I can you...and also you've whined about it before.".

"Sapnap spends foreeeever doing his hair everyday just to stick a dumb hat on top of it.", Dream's smile is audible. Sapnap scoffs and the other two fall into giggles. Patches hops off George's chest to the ground and stretches.

"Silly Sapnap, let your pretty curls free.", George teases. It's a rare sweet-ish one that catches Sapnap off guard and tinges his cheeks pink. For some reason, he decides to punish Dream for it.

"Dream cries like a baby if you blow a raspberry on his tummy.". Sapnap's attempt at cruelness is smothered in all the cutesy words he used and it nearly flusters him more. But, George sits up and eyes down a, suddenly very quiet, Dream.

"That, I didn't know. Actually, I don't know any of his tickle spots Sap.".

"Pfft...well there's a lot.", Sapnap's composure is collected and he smirks as he sits up. Dream sputters.

~•~

Dream against the two of them proved to be nearly impossible. Dream had always been able to overpower Sapnap in these fights, but the two of them manhandled him to the floor like nothing. His chest heaved in panic as the other two swiftly got him pinned in the most helpless position he's ever been in. One he will find himself in again and again for the rest of time, but this marks the first. His back against the carpeted floor and arms above his head. Sapnap was perched smugly on his arms and George was getting comfortable on his waist. He shook his head as his dusty pink cheeks only got pinker, completely flustered. He furrowed his brows at Sapnap to try and get across his displeasure, but the younger boy only flicked his nose playfully and caused a small huff out of him. Dream turned his face into his arm.

“You guys suck…”, he mumbled.

     Sapnap clapped his hands together and grabbed everyone's attention.

"Dream tickle class, lesson one! Anticipation. Dreamie can't handle it.". Dream's mouth could only drop open in protest and George nodded quickly. Sapnap wiggled his fingers directly over the open underarms and Dream couldn't help but sputter and burst into giggles.

"Fuck...you Nick...", he shook his head, not sounding very tough through his giggling. George cackled for a few seconds at the reaction and then grabbed onto Dream's sides and held them. The initial grab sent a ticklish shockwave through him and he yelped. Dream shook with harsh giggles. Sapnap eyed the hold a little, amused at how rough George was.

"He actually tickled me!!", Dream whined childishly. But, it was working. George's hands were unmoving and yet Dream's giggles only became more frantic. "Stop!", he cried. The other two laughed.

"Stop what?", Sapnap smirked down at him. Dream only let out a frustrated puff of air, desperately trying and failing to bite back his goofy grin.

     "So you're actually pretty close to his worst spot. You should see what happens when you poke around his tummy.", Sapnap ruffled Dream's hair as he spoke. He was squirmy and giggly from all the anticipation. George rubbed his hands together and then rapid fire poked all around his stomach. Dream's back arched and then he flopped to the ground, a few loud squeals were drawn out of him. George stopped suddenly, giggling at his reaction. Sapnap felt the first flutters of butterflies in his stomach at how intense George's every move was, quietly thankful to not be in Dream's position.

"He's so crazy!!!", Dream kicked at the ground behind George, flushed and giggling loudly.

"Wow his tummy is so ticklish!", George coo's excitedly. “This is his worst spot?”. Sapnap nodded. George made claws with his hands and vibrated both of them against Dream's stomach. He convulses silently for a few seconds before screaming and crumbling into wheezing laughter. His body flopped helplessly under the torture. George leaned in with a smirk and switched between shaking his clawed hands in and grabbing at the tummy. Dream lost his ability to speak right away so no protests could be heard. Sapnap watched as Dream squeezed his eyes shut, threw back his head, and just lost himself in a chaotic wheezing hysterical laughter that practically shook the room. He trailed his eyes up to watch George's evil hands in action. They jerked around and focused in on whatever was getting the hardest wheezes out of Dream.

     "George.", Sapnap croaked, not realizing how dry his throat had become. He swallowed as George stopped and looked at him, beaming. Dream was nowhere close to recovering, still whining and giggling beneath them. Sapnap played with his curls slowly as he fought against his wheezes.

"He's so ticklish!!!", George was giddy and raring to go again. Sapnap smiled down at the bright red tear streaked face below him and forced himself to remember all the times Dream had decimated him without a second thought. Dream had routinely used his strength to get the best of Sapnap since he moved in.

"Hips. Find the bones.", Sapnap grinned back at George's excited face. George squeezed around Dream's waist for a few seconds before rubbing circles into his hipbones. Dream twisted back and forth as barks of laughter forced their way out of him.

"George...please!!", Dream squeaked, laughter peaking at a shockingly high pitch. He switched to bucking his sensitive hips, helpless to George's bony fingers. He wheezed loudly and fell into soundless squirming.

"Okay okay!", Sapnap grinned. He'd never seen Dream like this before. Dream whined as he stopped. George’s eyes were big excited saucers as he watched Dream try and recover.

The thing is, George has been listening to this crazy laugh over a mic with no face to put it to for years. Now that be was able to pry the laughter he loved so much loose with his own hands and get to see it out of Dream's actual face, he was hooked. It was cuter than he ever could have imagined. Dream’s blush was overwhelming his pale face and he couldn't stop shaking his head 'no'. His wheezes would always sneak their out. His unique way of laughing was intoxicating. Now George would get to do this whenever he wanted. Sapnap was even showing him all the best spots!

Sapnap played with the hair his fingers were laced through.

"Wanna see something cute?". Sapnap held on gently. "Get his neck soooo softly.". He grinned evilly as Dream tried to shake his head

“No!”. George fluttered his fingertips against the sides of his neck and Dream burst into the sweetest titters. George visibly softened as he continued, smiling fondly as he kept drawing out Dream's bubbly giggles. "Stop!", Dream gasped out, his feet stomping behind George.

"I feel like I've never heard this one! New Dream laugh unlocked?". Sapnap nodded in agreement. Dream whined and giggled adorably. No matter what he did he couldn't stop the overly cute giggles from pouring out of his mouth. His shoulders flinched and his head shook as the ticklish electricity surrounding him shocked him.

"That's all of themmm!!", he cried out softly.

"No it's not! Not even close!", Sapnap laughed. George stopped and sat up, patiently waiting more instructions.

"When I get up you guys are dead!!!".

Sapnap knew that threat should usually be feared, but George seemed fierce with the tickles and would probably be a decent ally in a fight against Dream. He only grinned.

"I'm not afraid of you, Giggles. George get his thighs.", he made grabby hands to indicate the motion he should use, Dream flinched dramatically at the sight. George reached back with one hand and attacked the meaty part of Dream's leg, he screamed. George giggled in delight as he squeezed shrieks and wheezes out of him. The leg was trembling in his grip and he felt a rush of fondness. Strong Dream, Dream the leader…trembling under George's little hand. It didn't even cover that much ground on his thigh and still Dream was crumbling to pieces.

"Up here up here!", Sapnap giggled, tapping his fingers above Dream's underarms. He'd decided this time Dream didn't need time to recover. George tickled firmly into the muscles of his armpits and he snorted before letting out a stutter-y laugh. The two gasped.

"Shut up!!", he yelled preemptively, only to snort again before laughing. "Get ouuut!!!!". His feet pitter-pattered at the ground and his face flushed even worse.

The attention was the cruelest. Every time Dream looked at one of the two they were observing him with either a fond smile or evil smirk. They reacted to his each and every movement and noise. Sapnap knew him way too well. Sapnap knew his armpits caused him to snort and he knew how embarrassing he found it. His overdramatic reaction paired with George's genuine one spawned a new group of butterflies in his tummy. His face was getting hotter.

"Please!!". George stopped. Dream couldn’t find a way to stop his giggling, even with the ticklish touch gone.

"He looks like he's going to explode.", George smiled at Sapnap, looking way too fond. It made Dream squirm.

“Are you ready for the finale?”. Sapnap pinched playfully at the hot cheeks. Dream whined for a second, and then froze. Suddenly he remembered the sentence that had started it all.

“NO DON’T!!!!”, he thrashed. The other two laughed as they wrangled his movements.

“Get his shirt up!!! Raspberry that tummy!!!”, Sapnap had to use both knees on Dream’s arms and both hands on Dream’s chest to keep him down. George lifted his shirt quickly and blew the wettest raspberry to the left of Dream’s bellybutton. He screamed.

George held Dream’s hips firmly as blew raspberry after raspberry around his jumpy bare belly. Dream was beside himself with laughter. It cut in and out, wheezes taking him over. All kinds of new laughs were born as George continued mercilessly. He squirmed desperately as he wailed. Dream was unable to beg. Or think. Sapnap cradled his head and watched George, a subtle blush on his cheeks at the sheer intensity of it all. It dragged on and on as George tried to make up for all the years he didn’t get to tickle his best friend to tears. Tears that were already sliding down Dream’s cheeks as George added side-squeezing to his attack. Dream screamed again and kicked wildly. A buck nearly threw George and a twist almost Sapnap. George only seemed to stop because he himself needed to laugh at Dream’s ticklish agony. He cackled in glee as Dream struggled for any kind of composure. He was whining helplessly at the ticklish feeling licking his insides that just wouldn’t go away.

It wasn’t until minutes of Sapnap petting through his curls and George coo’ing as he rubbed away all the ghost-tickles, that Dream could calm down.

“George what the fuck is wrong with you…”, he groaned, flopping his arms over his face when Sapnap released them.

"If we let you up are you going to try and come after us?", George asked coolly, pressing Dream’s shoulders to the floor.

"Noooo just let me up!".

"You better be good or me and Tickle Monster here will just pin you again.". Dream flushed. George smirked and gripped his sides, causing some strained squeals.

"I won't I won't!!!.", Dream giggled helplessly, kicking his feet weakly against the ground.

Dream was finally released and he curled up into a ball on his side.

"You guys were so mean!", he whined. Sapnap shook his head. Dream was terrifying when he had him pinned, but this little whimpering ball? George should have moved in ages ago.

~•~

They didn't actually move from the carpet. Dream was noticeably more giggly for their conversation. Just excited talk about their future. Nothing serious, just the abstract. How they would take over the world together.

Dream slowly collected his strength.

(Art by @kazenomegaminowanpisu )

[spaceless-vacuum]

What if the yandere links darling was yandere too and when trying to kidnapp reader, reader just says I wanted you too.

Oh dear god all of the Links would not know how to handle this!! You're all yours and you really want them? This is wonderful news.

The boys are just so happy to have their only true light in their hands finally, but somethings off... you aren't fighting them? And are actively helping them by not screaming and just going along with the plan? Four is worried you hit your head or even got so scared you just let yourself be carried away without a fight. Not that he's against it but if any of the others got too rough he'd have to have a word with them. You're their chosen they can't have you too frightened to give them what they want most.

Wild assures him that it's all fine and you're just happy to be here. It gives everyone pause. After all they did Kidnap you. That's a crime arter all. Here you are as bubbly as you always are and casually talking about how you just couldn't wait for them, they took so long that you almost had to kidnap them to move things along.

Time figures you're joking and looking to double cross them and Hyrule seems almost a little too excited at the idea of having you actively chase him down just to love on him. Wouldn't it be so sweet for their goddess to chase after him? Because they wanted him that much? God he's blushing at the thought!!

Wind is happy you're happy and can't wait to talk more once they drop you off on the house you'll be staying at, it's Times house and Malon will keep you company and help you adjust while the chain give you space; but it looks like that isn't needed anymore! This is great news because it means he can show you around the farm and show off how great he is with the animals. Back home he used to chase the pigs down from his neighbors pen all the time and he has some moves he can show you. His big sibling is ok! That's the best news of all year.

Warrior knows he's good at flirting and picking people up but he never figured he was so good to deserve the attention you gave him. It's like he's the only person in the world when you look at him- God he's such a simp. Most men like him are hardly lucky to find someone who puts up with them must less understands them and he got someone who's just as crazy as he is. You two are a deadly power couple, only rivaled by you and Sky and everyone else to be honest. He's just happy to have you but you want him back? You Want him, WANT him. By all things under the sky it's the greatest morale (and ego) boost he could ever get.

I also feel like due to Cia and other issues with his past (I've never played the game I'm only slightly aware) he's nervous about people who throw themselves on him in an intense one-sided way so having you come after him while he wants you to feels good. Link gets to feel wanted in an intense way that isn't from someone who's evil and also working with Ganon.

The boys have had enough with saving the world and fighting for most of their lives and not having to fight to have you by their side is refreshing; and feeds so well into their tendencies. You want to always stay by their sides they don't even have to fight for it! They feel like kids on Christmas day you make them so happy 😊.

If you have any headcannons for yandere reader I'd love to hear them! It's an interesting idea and I have a few myself. Yan!reader taking interest of the boys using the sheika slate and leaving photos for Wild to find later. They don't hide it when asked, just smiling and saying that he looked so cute while sleeping they couldn't help themselves!! Wild doesn't know how to react to this but Sky is already falling asleep in the most photogenic way possible on purpose now. Anything to help his love out ❤️

[court-jobi]

Can I ask about two things? Blue Mando-Paz Feels and The Touch Barrier? Feel free to only answer one! This is @newpathwrites btw.

Hekk yeah I'll answer both, @newpathwrites!!! Let's goooo~

The Touch Barrier | Ver. 1 under the cut

Ah my lovely fic headcanons with no real name... The Google Doc I have my drabbles about Paz Viszla are on just a funny sheet called quite literally Blue Mando Paz Feels. We had so little Paz content at the time I began writing these in 2019, but when I tell you my mind went wild...

Big blue boi Mando had my heart from the get go, and I quickly envisioned a nameless little OC (that I have yet to get onto paper). I paired him with a gentle soul who has a heart bigger than her head, and shakes the moment a gun is put into her hands-- but I think that brand of softness may be just what he needed in this harsh lonely world Mandalorians are so used to. He's big, he's blue, and it's cuffing season.. all I gotta say on that.

Now that I've seen more of Viszla in Season 3 I HAVE NEW SOURCE MATERIAL MUAHAHAHA but (ach-hem) I really do think the newest episodes helped me figure out his 'voice' so I might pick these little stories back up!

//psst my favorite of these is one where oc/reader's helping him clean up after a yucky, muggy recon mission, seeing him scrub himself really hard and she fusses over how rough he's being-even with himself. I go into how to care for your beskar, some Din Djarin rivalry-ish backstory, and how SWEET Paz can be when he's treated gently... Perhaps I'll flesh this one out if there's interest?

But also... my beloved:

I answered a bit on my different directions on The Touch Barrier here... But I imagine you'll be most interested in the first iteration of it, so here's a snippet!!

"Are we ok?"

The helmet straightened up, fixed to you again from its nervous evasion. "What?"

"You look like a caged lothcat right now.." you shared, unable to hold back a smile. "And here I thought we were on hugging terms~"

Inside the beskar suit, Mando’s neck flared with heat. And before he could silence himself,

"..we are?"

You hummed noncommittally- betraying your whole-hearted desire.

"I hoped so. At least I thought we might be, based on how you boarded the other day. Unless you didn't necessarily want me there. After all, I know you were kinda having a hard time staying upright."

Only then did Mando's beskar curves slide more naturally into place. No longer bolted to the wall but angled catty corner to you. 

He recalled the 'hug' referenced, but he also remembered how he'd cupped your head to him after you'd brought him up to the cockpit-- that one was for comfort. Not stability.

"I was. But that's not why I .."

–but before he fully finished his train of thought, the baby in the hold let out a frustrated garble of calls as a rolling ball clinked out of his reach. Each plunk echoed down the rungs until it rolled off to parts unknown. You snorted, wondering what on earth he was getting into up there.

"Gosh, that little guy. Sorry, what were you saying?" you recentered from your distraction.

With a lag in his shoulders, the Mandalorian thought the truth to be the best answer. But still wanting to answer to the Child, he nodded his head on for you to continue down to the hull, and he'd follow,

"I was just going to say," he answered, "I didn't do that because I couldn't stand on my own. i-i mean I couldn't, true, but the thing is, I 'wanted to'..." 

His heart was thundering, some cracks in his words were audible,

"I was bleeding out all over the floor. But really, l I could think of was just how grateful I was that you hadn't been hurt. You were safe, and seeing you? I was relieved."

Now side by side in the open air cargo space you smiled, feeling a bit like the silly girls in the holonovels when they pushed their hair behind their ears.

"Well... For one, I'm glad you're not bleeding all over the floor."

That earned you a breathy laugh, "Thank you."

"And for two, I'm- glad you wanted to. Because I may or may not have been wanting to, myself.." 

Mando paused in his strides. which you matched. Even though you were unable to read his expression, you gave a satisfied little smile with your answer, 

"So… it sounds like we're on the same page."

"Sounds like we are."

The Child whined again, making both tip their head off to the side, perfectly in sync.

"I can go get him-- meet you back up top?"

"Okay." He nodded and they split.

Back in the cockpit, you wrangled the bouncing little potato sack. Mando turned when you came in, hearing you corral the kid trying to jump out of your arms to get a better view from his pram.

"Ok ok kiddo, good grief– your seat's but going anywhere!" You shrilled. Planted into his blankets, he sat back in content, swaying side to side, taking in the stars and clusters they were passing in awe.

"Handful?"

"More like tryin'a be a hand-empty, the little wiggle worm." you sassed. His playfighting was all in good fun.

The Mandalorian spun to meet you. First and foremost, you know he'd set the locks on the overhead panels on the side wall, but then he surprised you when he faced fully after you readjusted your clothes the kid had tugged every which way.

"You're good with him. He seems happy to have someone else around." He complimented, stepping into your space. 

Then- finally- meeting your sparkling eyes with all their silent anticipation of his arms, he wrapped around you to pull you in. You locked him in by the waist. 

Then, slightly softer, he nearly whispered, "and.. he's not the only one."

Smushed slightly into his flight suit padding above his chest plate, you smiled. The pats you gave him back passed assurance and as much comfort as you could manage in this relatively tiny hunk of metal in the vast black dust of space. 

"Feeling's mutual, hon."

Hope you liked it!! More of this may come one day...

...dangit.. now I wanna finish this. (le sigh)

[lestappenforever]

hello! i've had a really rough week so i just wanted to ask how your foster kittens are doing and if possible could i see a picture of them? 🥹 and how is your cat doing with them?

Hi anon!

I'm so sorry to hear you've had a rough week. I really hope the weekend and next week will be much better. ❤️

The foster kittens are doing great, thank you for asking! They're so affectionate, sweet and playful, and they’re growing so fast, which is amazing to see. They'll be 7 weeks on Monday, and last night was the first night they were allowed access to the whole apartment with Nadja overnight since they arrived. We've kept them in a puppy pen overnight and in the bedroom during the day when we're at work, to make sure they can't climb Nadja's cat tree, and risk falling down and hurting themselves. (It’s quite tall, especially for kittens that small.) But after observing them for the past week, we've seen that they have the balance and control to safely maneuver themselves up and down as they climb, so they no longer need to be contained when we can't keep an eye on them. And they’re loving having all that space!

Thankfully Nadja loves other cats and has so much experience with us fostering, as we've been doing it her whole life, so she adapts amazingly to having new foster cats and kittens in our home. She's still a cat, though, so she spent the first 24 hours after they arrived hissing and growling at them, and keeping her distance. But that was it – once they had been with us for 24 hours, she stopped being upset and territorial, and accepted them as her own. Now she loves them, and spends most of her time grooming them and playing with them. And they've both officially decided that she's their mother.

Here’s a picture of the boy, Rémi, sleeping in one of the hammocks of Nadja's tree.

And here's a video of the girl, Capucine, being groomed by Nadja, taken just a few minutes ago, just for you, anon.

Hopefully these can bring you some joy after a rough week. ❤️